The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 200
If the sentinel robot had a "personal will", it would probably have been crushed by the aura escaping from Li Ang's body and knelt down to the ground.

Achievement of golden elixir is not only an improvement in mana, but also a sublimation of the essence of living organisms.

If the most advanced nuclear magnetic resonance imaging technology is used to conduct an imaging examination on Li Ang,
It can be found that his brain, thyroid, liver, gallbladder, spleen, kidney, pancreas, adrenal gland, heart, great blood vessels and other solid organs are all covered with a dreamlike shadow, and the whole body is crystal clear and warm like jade.

The golden elixir state can slightly enlighten the body and mind, clarify the essentials of Taoism, eliminate all ties, eliminate defilements forever, keep external appearances out, and internal appearances come out.

In layman's terms, it is self-contained, the whole body is transparent and clear, and the dross of the outside world is removed, and there will be no many obstacles.

This kind of existence has gone beyond the category of "human", and is marching towards the realm of "immortal".

In Washington's underground fortifications, those princes driving the American carriage can see the lonely and proud Leon through the sentinel's mechanical pupils.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Golden Core cultivator just stands there, and his sense of existence is as eye-catching as a natural phenomenon.

According to different personal styles and different cultivation methods, the "momentum" that surrounds Jindan monks can be as unrestrained and abrupt as a lonely wall, or as deep and calm as a deep pool of blue waves, or as fierce and noisy as raging waves. Or as distant and silent as the sunset.

And Li Ang, using "The Method of Refining Apertures of Human Immortals" as his bone, and "The Method of Slaying Gods of Heavenly Demons" as his skin, used the great array of stars in the sky to melt and cast the power of thousands of stars into Qi Haiqiao Point.Compared with ordinary Golden Core monks, it is more than several times stronger.

The projection screen in the tactical command room is a bit narrow, but this does not limit Li Ang's sense of presence,
He stands alone on the spire platform of the tower of Babel that is about to collapse, and the Avengers next to him are reduced to a foil.

Thor looked solemn and gloomy, Hulk was angry, Tony Stark hid in the steel suit and dared not speak out, and Steve Rogers, the team leader, leaned on a vibrating gold shield and bowed his head in silence.

Compared with ordinary people, they can feel Li Ang's strength more.

Li Ang was not full of suffocating oppression like the Tianqi who wanted to apotheosis, he just stood there peacefully, ignoring the sentinel robot lying on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, and stood silently.

In the tactical command room, there was no sound. For the first time, these dignitaries in suits and leather shoes fell into complete confusion collectively.

what should we do?Try to negotiate?What is the opponent's political stance?Will he try to obstruct the federal government?Or try to carry out a fatal nuclear strike before the other party reacts, so as to avoid future troubles?
These questions weighed on their hearts, and the matching sense of powerlessness sealed their mouths.

No one said a word, and all the princes looked at their noses and mouths, staring at the mineral water bottle in front of them.

The head of the bald eagle glanced around and took a deep breath, "Is there anyone who can offer some ideas? Or make some suggestions?"

The eyes of this Latino boss are so cold and sharp, like steel knives, gouging out everyone's faces.

If it weren't for the fact that the bald eagle senior officials present here are all veterans with many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, and their skins are thicker than bulletproof vests, I am afraid that some people can't bear the oppression and squeak in the silence.

Secretary of State Walter sighed in his heart. These people were very happy just now, but now no one dared to come out to top the tank, so he had to ask, "Can I contact Nick Fury?"

The bureaucrats whispered to each other for a while, and gave a reply, "The electromagnetic pulse has disappeared. If Director Fury turns on the S.H.I.E.L.D. communication headset, he should be able to connect again."

"Get on the line with Nick Fury and tell him to stabilize the situation."

The Secretary of State nodded indifferently, then turned to the head of the bald eagle and said, "My lord, the current sentinel robot may not be able to hurt Li Ang.
The most urgent task at the moment is to immediately express a positive and cooperative attitude to prevent further intensification of conflicts, and at the same time immediately assess the potential threat of the other party. "

The implication is to temporarily cancel the plan of the nuclear bomb bombing. After all, the power of the Zhou Tianxing Dou array has also been seen just now. It is not inferior to nuclear weapons. Whether it can kill the opponent is another matter.
In case the other party survives by chance and launches retaliatory activities, that is not a loss that the United States can bear.

The network communication was quickly connected, and the order to maintain stability from the Washington tactical command room made Nick Fury have the urge to curse.

What was he thinking about?
The question ran through Nick Fury's mind.

After defeating Apocalypse, Li Ang is like a stone pillar standing in a pond. Just standing there will affect the fish swimming around.

Chief Braised Egg took a deep breath, whether he wanted to or not, he had to assume the responsibility of negotiating with Li Ang.

Just as he was preparing the draft, Li Ang opened his eyes.

According to the concept of Westerners, the most god-like shape that mortals can create should be the classical style statues made in ancient Greece.

The Discus Thrower, Venus of Milos, Athena of the Parthenon

The dignified, elegant, calm and steady statue has a human image, but has been endowed with a more ideal and perfect art form, full of what people think is "the divinity that originates from human nature but is higher than human nature".

But Li Ang is different, there is no so-called "divinity" in his eyes, it is still the same as before, gentle and calm, deep and distant.

Together with the solemn aura that had accumulated around him just now, it also disappeared, making one wonder whether the suffocation just now was an illusion of his own.

The members of the Avengers were finally able to breathe freely, and they stayed cautiously on the edge of the platform, not approaching.

Only Nick Fury, under the urging of the tactical command room, stepped forward and said cautiously: "Mr. Leon, thank you very much for your help, without you, all mankind will suffer a terrible fate. "

He didn't need to put the word "America" ​​into his words, but used such a broad term as all human beings, for fear of causing the other party's dissatisfaction.

Li Ang glanced at him peacefully, and said with a smile: "Director Fury, don't put a high hat on me, I just did a trivial thing."

Nick Fury was overjoyed, as long as the other party can communicate and is not the kind of madman who is about to engage in terrorist activities, then everything is easy to talk about.

Just as Director Ludan was about to say something more, Li Ang raised his finger, pointed at the dilapidated sentry robot, and said indifferently, "This robot belongs to you?"

".Yes."

"It looks very advanced."

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Li Ang saw through the inner structure of the sentinel, and jokingly said, "What function?"

Nick Fury didn't change his face, and said peacefully: "This kind of robot has a wide range of uses, and it mainly plays a role in other fields, such as rescue search, post-disaster reconstruction, etc."

"Rescue and search?" Li Ang grinned, and said casually: "Then shouldn't it rescue people in the ruins of the city below? What are you doing here?"

"The battle here is over," Nick Fury said solemnly, looking at the devastated tower of Babel, "It's coming up to wash the floor."

(End of this chapter)