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Now that he was able to control golden beads, Hua Zhenxing immediately thought of what he saw during the day and planned to try water control. He poured a glass of water, picked up some with his hands and sprinkled it into the air. He tried to stop them separately, but the small water droplets gathered into a group of large water droplets. No wonder Old Man Yang said that controlling water is both the easiest and most difficult, because water is invisible and easy to move, but difficult to control precisely.

Hua Zhenxing tried to divide the drop of water into two halves again, but ended up getting his feet wet because the separated half was still held in the air by his consciousness, while the other half could not be controlled to spill. Hua Zhenxing tried for a long time, but found that he could only ingest a ball of water droplets, float them in the air, and simply change their shape. He was still far from being able to turn them into mist and display handwriting.

Not only because the technique is not skilled enough, but also because the control is not subtle enough.

Hua Zhenxing practiced very seriously. Since Poseidon could do it, theoretically he could do it too, but he didn't put in enough effort... Half an hour later he was tired, and the ground under his feet was wet, but he finally figured it out. The first very useful "skill" is the ability to collect spiritual consciousness within a small range and condense the moisture in the environment into water droplets.

This means that no matter where Hua Zhenxing goes in the future, he will never be thirsty! Even in the desert, the air still has humidity, but the relative humidity is very low. As long as there is water in the environment, it can be condensed. As his skills become deeper and his methods become more refined, the range in which he can condense water will become wider.

Hua Zhenxing then realized that this was not only the ability to control objects, he also unintentionally incorporated the method of tempering spiritual consciousness. Although it was not exactly the same as refining pure gold from gold mines, the idea was similar. He took out his mobile phone and checked the Internet again, and found that someone had indeed developed this kind of high-tech equipment that could condense moisture in the atmospheric environment.

It is difficult to master the art of water control in a short period of time. Hua Zhenxing took a rest and began to practice with the golden bead again. The beads flew in the air, drawing golden traces. The routes were controlled by divine consciousness. This feels a bit contrary to the principles of mechanics. How can an object change its state of motion without external force?

In fact, there is an external force, originating from invisible consciousness, and it consumes another kind of energy. Huazhenxing feels that the running trajectory of the beads is not affected by inertia. He can turn when he wants and stop when he wants. However, if he changes his trajectory when the inertia is particularly large, the consumption at that moment will suddenly increase, and may even It will accidentally hurt the soul.

To take an extreme example, if a mountain falls and you have to use the method of controlling objects to hold it up, not only will it be ineffective, but your soul will be damaged instantly. Hua Zhenxing just wet the ground when he played with water, but now he almost caused an accident when he played with gold beads. The gold beads flew forward too fast, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window was in front of him.

When the golden bead was about to hit the glass, Hua Zhenxing controlled its castration, causing the golden bead to suddenly freeze in the air with a strange tremor, and then fall to the ground out of control. Although the glass was not hit, a radial and concentric crack appeared on the glass, about the size of the mouth of a bowl.

What to do? The first time I stayed in the best luxury suite in the manor, just an hour later, the long curved floor-to-ceiling window with sea view was cracked. It is said that it is bulletproof glass!

Hua Zhenxing carefully observed the cracks on the glass and found that the small golden bead did not hit it directly. The glass was cracked through the air. After all, the distance was too close. The glass is a double-layer laminated structure. Only the inner layer was cracked, while the outer layer remained intact. Fortunately, there were only cracks on the glass, not any shattering.

"This is not difficult to handle, I almost forgot that I am not an ordinary person!" Hua Zhenxing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out a finger and slowly stroked one of the small cracks, and at the same time closed his eyes and muttered something. Shen Shen nagging.

In fact, none of Shen Dao's tricks were useful. What really worked was the Divine Consciousness Refining Technique. The small crack magically disappeared, and the glass seemed to have been refined again. Since you can get it done, there is no need to worry. Hua Zhenxing's attempt to control objects just now has already consumed a lot of energy. It is the unique spiritual exhaustion of monks.

He went back to bed to rest for a while, and then continued to repair the window after he had rested, even if he didn't sleep today. An hour later, when he came to the window again, he was stunned before he started repairing the glass. It was raining outside, and the raindrops hit the glass and drew water traces. These water traces changed their routes inexplicably, and actually changed into a line of text.

"Someone is looking for your alchemy factory and wants to attack it."

Hua Zhenxing's first reaction was to use his spiritual consciousness to find the person who "sent" the text. Theoretically speaking, the range covered by the consciousness is spherical, but it will be blocked by the ground and various surrounding objects, and the distance it can extend in all directions is not consistent.

Hua Zhenxing also realized during the use that the range covered by spiritual consciousness can change its shape and can be manipulated by the heart, as long as it does not exceed one's maximum ability. For example, today he controlled the range of his spiritual consciousness into a rectangular area, which is the office building where Dongguo Bank is located.

But when searching for a specific target, the disadvantage of this is that the sensing distance is too short. If you want to go further, the best way is to bundle your spiritual consciousness into a line, and then rotate and sweep it around the body, a bit like detecting radar. principle. However, Master Ke once reminded him that he must not use his spiritual consciousness to scan randomly unless necessary, as that would be disrespectful to ordinary people and taboo to monks.

Huazhenxing focused on the direction facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, from the palm trees and coconut trees downstairs to the vegetable fields within the wall, to the beach in the distance...

If he can't find the other party, it only means that either the other party's realm is much higher than his, or the other party's location is beyond the limit of the detection distance that his spiritual consciousness can detect. Hua Zhenxing didn't believe that he couldn't find it, because according to Old Man Yang's judgment, that person should be the "Poseidon" of the Poseidon Gang, and his cultivation level was also in the third realm.

The other party can use his spiritual consciousness in such a subtle way to "write a letter" directly on the glass window, so the distance must not be too far. Hua Zhenxing observed the water marks on the glass and made some assumptions.

The process of forming water marks is very slow, and the handwriting is also a little crooked. It is obvious that the man's control ability is close to the limit. Being able to write in English should be better than most local natives, but the education this person received seems to be irregular.

No matter what I saw during the day or at this moment, the words written by the other party were simple English words, without paying attention to grammar and tense, and were arranged in word order according to local dialect habits. Therefore, the other party should be a local resident and his mother tongue is the local dialect.

Hua Zhenxing searched while thinking, but there was nothing downstairs or in the manor. His consciousness extended all the way to the beach, scanning from south to north, and finally found it! The man was hiding outside the east door of the manor, at the northern end of the row of guard buildings, with half of his body exposed and looking at the window here.

Hua Zhenxing was a little stunned for a moment. The other party was not a water elemental person or an alien. He was not "invisible" at the moment. He had a clear figure and was a girl! I heard that the main members of the Poseidon Gang are dock workers. Hua Zhenxing always thought that its leader "Poseidon" was a burly man.

But why isn't she wearing any clothes? Hua Zhenxing realized immediately that it was not that he was not wearing any clothes, but that he was wet from the rain. In this season, everyone is dressed very coolly. It’s just such a thin layer of fabric that clings to the body once it’s soaked. At first glance, it looks like you’re not wearing anything.

What the spiritual consciousness sees is the mental image of the soul, which is not affected by the rain curtain, fence, or corner of the house. Judging from the delicate lines of her waist, shoulders, and legs, the girl should be young. According to local standards, she looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, and should not be more than twenty years old.

Unless the local indigenous people are malnourished, they will develop very early according to the standards of Dongguo people. This girl already has a pretty figure, with attractive but not exaggerated curves. Waves are used to describe the figure, and it is most appropriate to use it on this precocious girl. It not only has the shape of outline, but also has the texture of movement.

Hua Zhenxing felt that it seemed rude to peek with his spiritual consciousness like this...but he couldn't bear to look at it. At the same time, he wondered whether Old Yang might have guessed wrong, and this person might not be the leader of the Poseidon Gang.

Seeing that the other party was not invisible and was wet, Hua Zhenxing breathed a sigh of relief. If the girl was so far away and could control the water droplets to show writing on the glass, and still have time to become invisible, and at the same time brush away the rain with the method of water control, that would be beyond imagination.

Despite this, her ability to control water is far superior to that of Hua Zhenxing. But Hua Zhenxing's mentality was quite good. The first thing he thought of was - it turns out that there is still so much room for improvement in the power of divine consciousness to control objects!

Hua Zhenxing turned around and went into the house, brought a marker and wrote on the glass: "Who are you?"

He doesn't have as exquisite water-bending skills as his opponent, but he can write with a pen! Raindrops kept falling on the glass, and the water stains slowly changed, and another line of words appeared: "My name is Manman."

He transliterated it into Dongguan in his mind, and she could be called "Manman". Hua Zhenxing wrote again: "Why help me?"

Manman: "You are a good person and you are strong."

Hua Zhenxing: "Thank you for the compliment! How did you notice me?"

Manman: "New Alliance, you are the real leader, not Charles. There was something going on in the Big Head Gang's territory, so I paid attention and discovered you."

This paragraph has a lot of writing, so it took Manman a long time to write. Hua Zhenxing felt a little embarrassed after being praised by her, but also a little proud at the same time.

Writing with a pen seemed like he was not strong enough, so he simply put his hands behind his back. The pen was still hanging in the air. If he was not good at using water, couldn't he use a marker pen in front of him?

The butt of the marker moved crookedly in the air, but the tip of the pen was controlled very steadily, like a magic pen that could write automatically. The handwriting left behind was quite neat: "You must have something going on, you might as well just say it!"

Manman: "You are really strong!"

Although the words were displayed in the rain and the tone could not be discerned, Hua Zhenxing could also feel the other party's reaction. He subconsciously straightened his chest, and with the posture of his hands behind his back, he showed the demeanor of a strong man. At the same time, he also muttered in his heart: Isn't it just to get a pen to write in the air at such a short distance? With the opponent's exquisite water-bending skills, he still thinks he is strong?

Is this girl a little stupid, or... is she seriously biased and can hardly do anything else except play with water?

Thinking of this, Hua Zhenxing put away his pen and spoke directly using the spiritual consciousness transmission technique, speaking in the local dialect: "Don't praise me, your water control method is also very sophisticated, I am far behind!"

Miss Manman was obviously shocked, and no writing appeared on the glass. It took a long time before she continued to write: "How amazing, you are a powerful witch!"

Hua Zhenxing was almost amused, but he still kept his expression tight. Manman's description of him was not easy to translate into Dongguo. The word Hua Zhenxing came to mind was "powerful powerful witch". It sounds like a "big wall-defiler", like some kind of performance artist, and it suddenly becomes very funny.