The Other Side of Deep Space

Wang Xuan was indeed shocked. He knew that Lao Chen was powerful, but he never thought that he was so powerful that he could blow up the mecha with his flesh and blood!

On that day, the scene of Lao Chen tapping the steel plate in the abandoned machinery factory came to his mind. At that time, he even suspected that Lao Chen was so cunning and had done something in advance? Now it seems that he seriously underestimated this old colleague.

Wang Xuan was very excited because he saw a real new world. This was not a legend or a record in the scriptures, but someone really did it.

Obviously, this greatly inspired his ambitions. He always imagined that if one day his physical strength was strong enough, he could fight against the crystallization of scientific and technological civilization.

In order to cover up his gaffe, he couldn't help but say: "It's a pity that Lao Chen's hands don't go mining."

"What are you talking about?" Wu Yin looked sideways and looked at him with a puzzled look.

"I mean, a real man has to dismantle the mecha with his bare hands!" Wang Xuan said loudly. In fact, this is a short-term and medium-term goal he set for himself.

The people nearby came to their senses. Lao Chen's methods really stunned many people, especially those in the Genetic Combat Body and New Technique camps, who were extremely vigilant.

Some people also looked at Wang Xuan. How many people can dismantle a mecha with bare hands? Are the juniors who practiced the old technique mocking them and wanting to deny the vast majority of men?

"Lao Chen, no matter what, you are a senior master. Isn't it too cruel?!" Someone said coldly.

A silver-gray mecha is four and a half meters high. The cold metallic luster is beautiful and the lines are smooth. Someone strides over with it.

"Is this the first time you meet me?" Lao Chen spoke calmly. He was very cold under the silver-white mask, like a sword out of its sheath, and said: "Most of those who have murderous intentions towards me and point their weapons at me are dead. He is lucky to be able to keep his life and lie down for half a year."

Many people were silent. Those who knew Lao Chen knew that this was his style.

So later on, Lao Chen had fewer enemies. First, he had killed most of them, and second, they were afraid of him and dared not easily provoke him.

"After many years, I'll give you a try today!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the silver-gray mecha, and the whole mecha was glowing.

Lao Chen said, "It's understandable that you turned to other camps after being defeated in the field of old arts, but it's a bit too much to hate old arts so much. Your current mecha has been specially modified, and it is densely packed with energy weapon outlets everywhere. Are you sure you want to compete with me, not a hot war?"

Indeed, the silver-gray mecha glowed, from the fuselage to the arms, to the head and other parts, densely packed with energy output outlets everywhere.

Lao Chen said again: "I warn you, if you can't hit me in a short time, I will drive the warship to kill you. If you must fight with hot weapons, why do you need to drive this kind of scrap metal? Just use the warship to bombard it directly!"

At this time, the medium-sized warship of the relevant departments of the old land cast a beam of light on the silver-gray mecha. This is a stern warning that he has been locked and will be blown to pieces if he dares to move.

"Okay, I'll change to the latest mecha and fight you later." The silver-gray mecha retreated, then turned around and strode away.

Wang Xuan's heart was pounding. In this case, if the other party didn't follow the rules, could Lao Chen avoid it? This is much more dangerous than the two hot weapon ambushes that Wang Xuan encountered. Now the distance is very close, and the weapons on the mecha are more powerful.

He looked at Qingmu and whispered his concerns.

Qingmu whispered: "My master's spiritual energy has undergone many qualitative changes, forming his own spiritual realm, which can sense in advance and avoid mecha weapons in a short time."

Wang Xuan was surprised. He felt that he had to listen carefully to what Lao Chen said in the future. Some things were very reliable.

Last time, Lao Chen himself said that he was beaten to death by a ghost monk in the spiritual realm!

At that time, Wang Xuan didn't care. It turned out that there was really a so-called spiritual realm. Lao Chen was extremely powerful.

Seeing Wang Xuan puzzled, Qingmu explained: "The so-called spiritual qualitative change is that the supersensory state has been triggered many times, which eventually led to spiritual transformation and the birth of the spiritual realm."

He sighed: "It's a pity that the pre-Qin alchemists have passed away, and the founder-level figures have also died. In this era, no one can lead my master into the inner scene, otherwise his strength is far more than the current level."

Wu Yin nodded and said: "My father said that if it was in the most glorious era of ancient old arts, Mr. Chen would have the potential to become a powerful person!"

Qingmu felt sorry for his master. The four old masters of the old arts had a higher evaluation of Lao Chen, saying that he could at least establish a school in ancient times, and if he was better, he might become a bodhisattva-level master in the field of old arts.

Wang Xuan finally understood why Lao Chen gave up his face and wanted to dig out the Yuhua-level immortal method from him. This was unwilling!

Lao Chen must be very ambitious, but this era is indeed not suitable for old arts. Even though Lao Chen has triggered the supersensory state many times over the past few decades, no one can lead him into the inner scene.

In just a moment, Wang Xuan felt that Lao Chen was not so frivolous anymore. Perhaps the Lao Chen who was like a sword out of the sky and sharp and sharp now was the real him.

"Lao Chen, you are really the same as before, your temper has not changed at all." An old man in Tang suit walked down the plane, but he was very imposing.

He then said, "But the times have changed, the old technique has finally declined and is about to withdraw from the stage of history. You know very well what the new technique is, and you have built a bridge to the extraordinary in this era."

Obviously, the identity of the old man in Tang suit is not simple. He directly pointed out the origin of the new technique, which can communicate supernatural power.

The whole land is gray-brown. In this season, the weather in Congling is bad and has long been frozen.

Old Chen paced without any emotion. Behind the cold silver mask, his heart seemed to be extremely indifferent. He said, "I have never rejected other paths. I have always advocated inclusiveness. With such brilliant science and technology, who would want to return to the primitive age of eating raw meat and drinking blood? As you said, the new technique can communicate with the gods and reach the extraordinary other side. Who would give up? I have always been tolerant and learning. Even if my disciples have reached the end of the old technique and have no potential to tap, I always suggest that they study new techniques to break the deadlock. But why do some of you insist on killing the old technique with one stick, completely suppressing it, and never giving it a chance to turn over?"

Wang Xuan was silent and listened carefully.

Wu Yin was right beside him, analyzing from her perspective, whispering: "There are ideological disputes, and some interests are involved. I heard that recently, a master-level figure in the field of new arts visited the relevant departments of the old land and said that he was willing to enter the exploration organization to assist in handling various affairs. This is still where Mr. Chen is in charge. It is conceivable that the complex relationship behind it and the interests involved are really huge. As for the status of other old art organizations and institutions, it is even more difficult to say now."

Wang Xuan was surprised. There were many things he didn't know.

"My interpretation may be wrong and inconsistent with the truth. Just listen to it." Wu Yin smiled.

"It's in a precarious situation." Wang Xuan whispered.

Wu Yin nodded and said: "The exploration organization led by Mr. Chen is indeed extraordinary. Whether it is the immortal cave, the flesh and blood of the female alchemist left over from three thousand years ago that can prolong the life of modern people, or other more important discoveries... the exploration organization can participate in it at the first time."

Wang Xuan nodded, Wu Yin's analysis was very organized.

Obviously, the water in this pond is very deep, more complicated than what Wu Yin said, and there are deep-seated reasons, but a group of old men did not open up.

For example, although Lao Chen was filled with anger, he did not open up, but coldly put a big hat on him.

"In the era of the various schools of thought, hundreds of schools of thought contended with each other, brilliant and brilliant, with stars shining. Later, hundreds of schools of thought were abolished and Confucianism was the only one. In this era, you still want to do this and imitate the ancients?!" Lao Chen asked.

"Old Chen, what are you talking about? This metaphor is inappropriate. We are just learning and competing, and we don't mean to kill each other." The old man in Tang suit spoke.

"Kill each other? You are really confident and dare to say it!" Lao Chen sneered.