The slightly viscous sound of water flowing from the depths of the mine, and the sound of the liquid falling down also made Bing Shijue gradually tense his nerves, although he had such an ability, but in the face of the unknown, there was still a little worry and fear in his heart.

"The water has also turned green, which means that the ground is also polluted?" Bing Shijue's body was suspended in the air, and he went all the way down the mine, and where he was close to the water, the stones all glowed with a little life. It's as if these stones come into life when they touch the water.

Under the scanning of Shen Nian, he could still feel the slight fluff on the surface of the stone churning, these fluffs were like small insects, consciously drawing water to make himself stronger.

"Write it down for now, and then we'll talk about it when we get back to the city." Bing Shijue swept his thoughts, and he clearly engraved such a picture in his sea of consciousness. The speed of the flight also increases. His goal was to find ores that were large enough to absorb the energy in them, so that he could speed up his own way into the picnic area, and also help the Exploration Department get into the core and find a solution.

As you fly downward, the glowing ore around you grows bigger and bigger, and the creatures that grow around the ore become more and more weird. From the slightly crooked, translucent blades of grass, to the red-black rhizomes that swollen like flesh around the roots of the ore, and the strips of flesh that crawled out of the cyan river like water pipes and touched the surface of the ore. All of this made Bing's scalp tingle.

If the plants I saw in the picnic area were only a little disgusting, I was still able to accept them after looking at them for a long time. Then the plants here are completely showing signs of flesh and blood, and he can also tell from his biological knowledge that plants are just trying to get close to this ore and evolve into the best form again and again.

Bing Shijue stopped for a moment, his mind sensing that the ore in front of him was denser, but the growth of those plants was also more wanton and debauched, and many plants simply gave up their solid form and clinged to the ore like a liquid, absorbing the energy of the ore. The surface of the body began to swell, and countless spores were emitted in the explosion, which landed on more ores and completed multiplication.

"It's similar to what used to happen in the picnic area...... Well? Bing Shijue suddenly remembered that whether it was an ordinary person or an ability, as long as he penetrated deep into an area with too high concentration, his body would directly turn into a puddle of meat mud. Combined with the appearance of plants, this is not a "death" or a "disease", but a state that has "evolved" in order to absorb energy to a greater extent.

"It's complicated." Bing Shijue sighed, waved his palm, brushed away the plants attached to the ore, and slightly pressed his wrist, causing the ore to fly into the air with the debris and land in front of him. He was going to absorb the fist-sized ores first, as he didn't know what would happen when too much energy was absorbed into his body.

Second, the small stones on the way seemed to grow little by little, and the large enough stones were attached to those disgusting plants, and he couldn't guarantee that the spores of these plants would take root in his body after being inhaled into his lungs. So to be on the safe side, take the best of them.

"Let's get started." Bing Shijue's eyes widened, his divine thoughts converged back to the surface of his body, shrouded the sphere in front of him, sat cross-legged, his hands gently stopped in the air, and after thinking for a moment, he touched his right hand to the surface of the white spar.

Suddenly, a warm air flow poured into the body from the palm of the hand, slowly climbing along a special path, from the arm, to the arm, and it seemed that there would be a small depression in different places, and after staying for a while, it continued to move forward.

"Are these depressions acupuncture points?" After making sure that his fingers were not ulcerated or infected, Bing Shijue closed his eyes and handed them to Shen Nian. In the still brightly colored world, his body began to become transparent, and the direction in which the incomparably clear white air currents traveled through his body could be clearly seen.

"That's true." Bing Shijue's heart moved, and he quickly came to Yanjiang City in the sea of knowledge, and dived to the underground research institute in his memory. I found the acupuncture point map drawn by the three scientists. Compare the specific situation of your body at this time. At the point where the palm touches, those acupuncture points are instantly lit up, the surrounding cells are activated, and the reaction speed of the nerves is also increased.

The muscle fibers are constantly broken apart by the stimulation of energy, but where the abundant white gas arrives, new muscle fibers also grow instantly. Those old cells also began to die continuously, new cells were born, and in just a few seconds, Bing Shijue felt that his arm was light, but much stronger.

The more time passed, the more such changes were made. Under the perception of Shen Nian, the acupuncture points on Bing Shijue's right arm were also filled with white gas little by little, and after the acupuncture points below overflowed, the acupuncture points above began to be filled little by little. This kind of filling will cause changes in the surrounding muscles, nerves, and skin tissues.

Just as Bing Shijue was carefully observing, his palm suddenly pressed to the ground, and the feeling of disparity made him open his eyes, which made him laugh, and the fist-sized sphere was consumed by him in this way, and there was not even any residue left, and his hands were inserted into the somewhat wet earth.

"The harvest is not small." Bing Shijue shook his hand, and under the effect of divine thoughts, the dirt did not directly stain his palm at all. After a sweep, his right hand was obviously cleaner than his left, but it was also much stronger. There is even a strange feeling that the left hand is a little light, and the right hand is more textured.

"The controls are also much smoother." Bing Shijue stretched out his right hand, and the stones in the distance obediently flew out of the ground and came to the front, "There was still that sense of blockage in the past. ”

"Then let's average it out left and right." Bing Shijue put down his left hand this time, and the warm qi flu began to fill from the left side, and the air flow began to surge in the acupuncture points, and he closed his eyes again, enjoying the comfort of soaking in cold water as if in the hot summer.

After an unknown amount of time passed, this time Bing Shijue controlled the crooked body and kept his center of gravity under the shaking, and the sphere in front of him also became pure energy flowing slowly in his body.

"If you look closely, there are probably more than 300 acupuncture points in my body that have been lit up." Bing Shijue looked inwardly at his body, the most obvious being his left hand and right hand, and his divine thoughts swept over with a faint light. The top of the head and the rest of the body are more or less lit, and some places are dull.

"Is this considered the Qi refining period of an immortal cultivator?" Bing Shijue once wrote a novel about cultivating immortals, so he simply joked like this, "According to the 1,080 acupuncture points in the human body, I have filled more than 300 acupuncture points, so it can barely be counted as the third layer of qi refining." ”

"I'm also curious, what would happen if the acupuncture points were filled with this gas?" Thinking of this, Bing Shijue felt a trace of expectation in his heart, from reading martial arts novels when he was a child, to writing novels in high school and college, he dreamed of what would happen if he had such a talent.

It's just that after he really owns it, the things he faces are also a headache for him.

Therefore, being able to temporarily put these things in the back of your mind and concentrate on cultivation can also be regarded as a kind of comfort.

With a move of both hands, two ores came to Bing Shijue, but this time when he put his hands up, the originally turbulent air flow suddenly became weak, as if he could no longer draw energy from the stones.

"Huh?" Bing Shijue raised his hand in surprise, left the surface of the ore, and after putting it down again, the air flow was still so faint, and the absorption speed was only about one thousandth to one hundredth compared to before.

"Why?" Bing Shijue hurriedly closed his eyes and swept his body with his divine thoughts. Under this sweep, he found that his fingers, palms, and acupuncture points on his arms were all flooded with thick white gas, and when it came to his arms, shoulders, it was only about half, and even less on his chest.

"Isn't it...... Similar to a water channel? Bing Shijue noticed that the gas in these acupuncture points was rising at a slow speed, flowing into his body. In addition, compared to the obviously wide road at the fingers, the road between the acupuncture points on my chest, thighs, and neck is so narrow that it is impassable.

"I use my hands the most often, and the acupuncture points will directly touch these spars, so I absorb energy quickly." Bing Shijue gave his own conclusion, "But when these acupuncture points are fully absorbed, it is equivalent to blocking the road." And because I don't use it much in other places, there is not much communication between the acupuncture points. ”

"If you want to hurry, you can't get there." Bing Shijue didn't insist on opening all the acupuncture points overnight, and after putting the stone back in its place, he closed his eyes and felt the reach of his divine thoughts now, which was also expanded enough compared to before, about 7.5 kilometers. If it is condensed into a straight line, the distance is even farther away.

It's just that the price of this is that the trivial sounds that enter the mind become more numerous. Rao is Bing Shijue's divine thoughts were far beyond ordinary people, but he still quickly converged back, allowing his hearing and perception abilities to only remain at a position so high as ordinary people.

"Huh?" The moment he gathered his thoughts, Bing Shijue caught what seemed to be an unnatural liquid flow and a piercing scraping sound under his feet, like a creepy sound made by sharp nails grinding against a smooth surface. It was accompanied by the sound of flesh colliding, howling, and faint scraping sounds.

"It's about five kilometers underground." Bing Shijue frowned, in his memory, the depth of human underground digging was about 12 kilometers, but it was not around the city along the river, but in Russia. In addition, with just a sweep of his divine thoughts, he basically judged that there was no dislocation on the ground, but purely an independent space in the depths.

"The underground cavern caused by the fall of an alien spaceship?" When he guessed like this, Bing Shijue picked up the long sword with his divine thoughts, picked up an ore and put it in his hand. Now he only speculated that ordinary poisonous gases would not harm him, but it was unknown whether there were more poisonous gases deeper underground, or enemies contaminated by the liquid in the picnic area.

"Take more." Bing Shijue simply manipulated the three ores to levitate beside him, as a light and as a supplement to energy, and the stone sword also carried him down in the rotation. But all the way down, the appearance of the plants and creatures seen became more distorted, and the temperature around them gradually increased.

If it weren't for Bing Shijue's physical strength at this time, which was much better than that of ordinary people, he might have been dizzy after diving a few hundred meters underground, and then fainted. The further down you go, the more humidity you get, the temperature rises a lot, the air pressure becomes unpleasant, and the thickness and hardness of the rock are too much for a long sword to break through.

"It's eleven o'clock in the evening." Bing Shijue's divine thoughts whipped through the clock in the room a few kilometers away like a whip, and reproduced all the details about the clock into his own sea of consciousness. With his left hand, he sharpened and carved three sharp drill bits from the rubble, and threw them hard, breaking through the hard rock formation.

"We've got to hurry." Bing Shijue simply sat cross-legged, directly absorbing the thick gas underground at this time, and his mind focused on controlling the three drill bits to take him down, "As far as I know, it is impossible for human beings to build a building six kilometers deep underground in just a few years. So it can only be an accident when the picnic area was created back then. ”

"Hopefully there's key information about the picnic area here so I can go back." Thinking of this, Bing Shijue couldn't help but smile bitterly, opened his eyes and looked at the three spars trembling with the descent around him, and above his head were the deep caves he had dug out overnight, "...... If you think about it, what I'm doing now is not much different from what I planned at the beginning. ”

"As soon as possible." Bing Shijue sighed, continued to differentiate more divine thoughts, carved out many drill bits, and continued to lead him down, "This way you can go home." ”

In order to kill this meaningless time of falling, Bing Shijue began to discover the role of the huge city in his mind. Now he sketched out part of the streets of the Shangjiang settlement, as well as the liquor shop, and overlapped everything Chu Wenshan saw in reality. In this way, he created an illusionary world that only existed in front of his eyes.

Bing Shijue stared at the Yanjiang City suspended in the sea of knowledge, as well as the Shangjiang settlement in the distance, and a thought came to the only part of the store, in that broken world. His phantom was staring out the window, while Chu Wenshan was writing something on the paper in reality, occasionally taking out a glass of wine, mixing a little and then pouring it out.

"Are you trying to create new cocktails?" Bing Shijue felt that he was like a soul, and he came to his place in the illusion lightly, and after overlapping himself, he opened his mouth and said to Chu Wenshan.

"yes, I thought you wouldn't talk all night." Chu Wenshan raised his head and "looked" at Bing Shijue in the corner, "Do you want some wine?" ”

"No need." Bing Shijue had a strange feeling for a moment, his body was obviously far underground, but he was able to talk to Chu Wenshan through hallucinations, and the other party also wanted to give himself a glass of wine, "It's just that I miss the city a little." ”

"I also miss the city I used to have, but just miss it." Chu Wenshan heard Bing Shijue say that, so he continued to lower his head and looked at the formula, and crossed out a line of words on it, "I heard that you defected from Yanjiang City?" ”

"Because...... After the city along the river was breached, I was kicked out of the underground shelter because I was able to breathe the gas from the picnic area. Bing Shijue recalled the reason he had and said, "And the work on the ground is something I hate. I don't like to be involved in the redevelopment of the city. And I heard that the technology of the picnic area is more advanced, so I came. ”

"I'm pretty much the same as you, I came to Holy Advent for some childish reason." Chu Wenshan put down the pen and paper in his hand and looked at Bing Shijue in the corner, "But it's useless to regret it now." ”

"You are?" Bing Shijue asked.

"It's simple." Chu Wenshan smiled at Bing Shijue, "After the appearance of the Shenglin District, the entertainment industry and service industry in the city along the river have been greatly reduced, and many people have turned to the construction of high towers, as well as some things that are directly related to life. ”

"I was also young at the time, and I felt that I was born to be a bartender, and that all this suffering in the world had nothing to do with me. I'm going to pursue my own path. Chu Wenshan said simply, "After going out to explore, I unexpectedly found that I had the ability to be the most suitable bartender. ”

"I've become unstoppable, and for these people who are out and about, alcohol is enough to numb their nerves, and watching me bartangle in that dangerous world is a way for them to relax. I really thought that this would continue, and that I would find my ideal life in this chaotic world. ”

"Until we explorers were confined outside the city, and these settlements, these settlements were because of the large number of inferior ...... The influx of races, everything has to be done to survive. As a person with an ability close to the F level, in order to make a living, in order to have a suitable place to live, in order not to live in a big tent, in order to avoid those who are covered in pus and do not know what to die...... Others. I learned how to fight monsters, how to kill each other, how to take precious things out of their bodies. ”

"It was the time I hated the most, teaming up with people I didn't know every day, and worrying about someone snatching what I had gotten. It's better to come to the settlement. Occasionally, I fantasized about whether I could become an F-class capable person and enter the city. Once there, continue my dreams. ”

"This is obviously unrealistic, as I get older, my abilities start to slow down and I can't improve anymore." Speaking of this, Chu Wenshan grabbed the paper, crumpled it and threw it into the garbage shredder, "The Shenglin District has also slowly established rules, those powerful people have built new cities, and those of us who can't go up or down continue to live with those who are covered in pus, dripping acid, and useless." ”

"In the style of your picnic area, aren't you going to get rid of these people?" Bing Shijue asked.

"Yes, at that time, several major cities in the Holy Landing District were also built, and the plan above was to kill all these people, not only could they not bring any profits, but they dragged down the economies of different settlements and different cities. But there was a manager named Ma Bingshi up there, and he had been against the plan. He thinks these people are all human beings. ”

"It's just that his opposition was still unsuccessful, and some more remote settlements and cities still killed these people," Chu Wenshan shook his head, "so he resigned from above and left with these people." ”

"As for those of us who can't go up or down, because of his departure, life has improved. You don't have to fight monsters every day, you can be degenerate, and live lazily in this small settlement until you die. Chu Wenshan looked at the card on Bing Shijue's desktop, "And you, it's different." ”