Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 250 A Mansion Comes Under the Sea
Twelve o'clock, midnight.

Lantau Island is very quiet at night.

On Hong Kong Island across the sea, the Kowloon area is brightly lit, which seems to interpret the prosperity of the "city that never sleeps" and how it can compete with the beautiful legend of the fairyland's Paradise Street.

Prosperity and silence are so closely connected, like night and day, are two sides of a coin, inseparable from each other.

The silent Lantau Island will usher in a turning point in its destiny tonight, just as the sun rises and sets, changing the destiny of countless lives.

On the calm sea, there are little fishing fires.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the sea to eat the sea.

Even in the winter fishing moratorium, the tradition of fishermen taking their boats as their home is still preserved.

There are also many private yachts and public passenger ships moored in the bay. In the dark night, it is peaceful.

"The sea breeze you blow gently,

You gently rock the waves,
our sailors

It's time to go to bed. "

The night at the military port was quiet.

There is also a military port here, guarding the prosperity of Hong Kong and the legend of the city that never sleeps.

The legend is that the density tonight filled the entire bay, and even the radar could not clearly see the scene a hundred meters away.

Even the military port's reaction to this unusual weather was very calm.

There is also a phantom formation in the formation arranged by Yi Zun, and the information displayed by the military port radar is the same as usual.

Even the radar of the military port did not find any abnormalities, so ordinary fishing boats and people on yachts would not notice the abnormalities tonight. Everyone went to their respective dreams as usual.

However, on the calm sea, a wave began to rotate silently.

Under the faint moonlight, the huge vortex swirled faster and faster, gradually rising above the sea level.

The sea water splashed down, and a mountain peak with a radius of 300 meters gradually emerged from the sea.

No, that's not a mountain, it's a tall building hollowed out from a mountain!
Hanguang is on the bottom of the sea, he has already cut the shape of the building.

Then the building was towed over from a place five hundred nautical miles away.

The peak above the sea is 500 meters high, and the foundation of the seabed is also 500 meters high.

Golden Dragon [-] and Golden Dragon [-] are opening their way on the seabed. Anyway, there are seabed rocks, mountains and rivers in front of them, which are all razed to the ground just like opening tofu.

The octopus and the giant whale pulled the building easily in front, and soon approached the construction site of the Weimei Building.

For these undersea behemoths, building a beautiful mansion is simply too easy compared to Misty Peak, and it is not even as troublesome as building an undersea dragon palace.

The entire building emerges from the sea and "ploughs" towards the shore.

Just like plowing the field, the two golden dragons cleared the way all the way, and the reefs by the sea were like foam boards that could be broken at the touch of a finger.

Huge ripples expanded to both sides, extending to the place where fishing boats and yachts ran aground, causing the boats to float up and down, but did not wake up the dreamer.

Even if someone sees the surging tide and is just surprised by the rising tide at night, no one knows that a huge project is going on in the smoky place not far from them!
The sand on the beach began to sink, and the sea water poured in. A towering 500-meter-high building, like a ship, landed on the land.

One, Lukia, and Hanguang are three immortals floating in the air, each on one side, so that the Weimei Building can be docked at the correct position and fixed.

Sand and soil were "ploughed" out on both sides of the building and piled up as high as a hill.

One, Lucia, Hanguang cast a spell, and the mound of sand sank to the ground, filling the gaps in the foundation of the beautiful building.

The 500-meter-deep foundation, connected to the mountains under the sea, is so strong that it will not collapse for a thousand years. This is an effect that cannot be achieved by any building today.

"Now, it's your turn!"

A sound transmission went down.

The five disciples who had been standing or floating next to the floor they were responsible for had their eyes wide open. They were searching for any "treasures" in the area they were responsible for.

After hearing Yi Zun's voice transmission, Xiao Lizi and the others knew that the building was in place and stabilized. Next, it was up to them to clean every floor of the building.

DiCaprio is almost bald now, and he no longer has the cool hair style he used to have.

But with a bald head and a black leather jacket, it seems a little cooler.

Xiao Lizi raised his hands, one hundred and eight throwing knives came out of his cuffs one by one, and then shuttled around in the hall on the first floor.

I could only see the silver light dancing inside the 20-meter-high building, and the sound of "whoosh, whoosh!" was heard endlessly, and then the debris on the stone wall rained down on the floor.

In fact, when Han Guang went down with his sword, the outside of the building was cut very smooth.

Xiao Lizi and the others just sorted out the places that were not visited by Jian Qi.

In a blink of an eye, the first floor was tidied up, and the throwing knives flew to the second floor one after another, continuing to fly around.

Xiao Lizi has been relying on his spiritual sense to control the progress of the flying knife.

This actually takes a lot of effort.

The building is too big!
Just tidying up one floor of the building took up one-tenth of Xiao Li's energy.

There are still [-] floors above the building that need to be tidied up, so I have to reasonably arrange the progress of my internal energy consumption.

Little Plum suddenly discovered a treasure!
It is embedded in the wall and still exudes a strong aura.

The flying knife carefully dug out the "baby" and brought it to Xiao Lizi.

"Demon crystal! Demon crystal in the late stage of foundation building! Demon crystal from more than 1 million years ago!"

Xiao Lizi was so surprised by this discovery that his heart jumped out of his chest.

"The demon crystal is best kept in your own stomach, the safest!"

Without further ado, Xiao Lizi used a flying knife to cut off the fossil shell formed on the surface of the monster crystal for hundreds of millions of years, revealing the yellow and transparent real body the size of an egg inside.

"Gudong!" With a sound, the demon crystal was swallowed by Xiao Lizi, and was immediately dissolved and absorbed by the dantian in his body.

Xiao Lizi sat cross-legged, deeply refining the demon crystal and merging with the true energy of his own dantian.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Lizi felt that the refining was successful.

He carefully introduced the zhenqi newly fused in Dantian into Ren Du's meridians.

"boom!"

A strong internal energy rushed through Xiao Lizi's meridians, making him tremble all over.

Then there is an indescribable comfort.

He felt that he had a power several times stronger than before!
Little Lizi was overjoyed!
Got promoted!
After swallowing the monster crystal by himself, he broke through from the first floor of foundation building to the fourth floor of foundation building!
Upgrade three levels in a row!
It really is a great fortune!
Little Lizi hardly consumes much internal energy to drive the throwing knife now.

His spiritual power is more than three times stronger than before!
"Hu Xiaoluo! Just wait! I'll let you taste the power of the flying knife!"

After Xiao Lizi was promoted, he had a little more confidence in avenging his father in the future.

Hu Hanshan sacrificed the Qingfeng Flying Sword that he had cultivated in his Dantian for many years.

Flying swords were the most commonly used weapons by monks in the past.

The flying sword is mainly controlled by the divine sense, the stronger the divine sense, the more powerful the flying sword will be.

The so-called thousands of miles away, taking the enemy's head is like picking something out of a bag, it is not a myth!
(End of this chapter)