This king is really good!

The Divine Beast Turtle said in his heart.

As we all know, water is buoyant, and if you want to get into it, you have to drill down like a mouse making a hole, which is very laborious.

The strength is exhausted, and you have to float up, it is completely futile to go back and forth, and it is better to make a hole in the mouse.

If there is no Wang Ba shell, or this 180-pound iron turtle shell, Daoist Fang will also carry a big stone down, in order to save time and effort.

Daoist Fang is a smart man.

The Great Sect Master of the Dragon is not good, the Great Sect Master of the Dragon is a fool, and he doesn't bring any tools when he goes down the well-

Tools, making tools, and using tools are the fundamental differences between humans and animals, and from this point of view, the Dragon Sect Master is not a person!

Of course, Long Zhen is because he doesn't need it.

Of course, Daoist Fang didn't want to compare with him.

Making the best use of people and making the best use of things is the fundamental difference between Daoist Fang and the Great Sect Master of Long, from this point of view, Daoist Fang is still a person.

No kidding, Daoist Fang went down the well this time with three treasures.

Iron turtle shells, dragon balls, shark beads.

Self-defense, aggravation, avoiding water, lighting, this is called a good job, must first sharpen its tools.

Of course, I didn't bring the golden jade dagger this time, because there is no need, the biggest feature of laziness is laziness, and I am still sleeping a lot.

There is nothing to do with each other, each going his own way, and Daoist Fang doesn't want to slay the dragon.

Without any breath, burrowing into the water, the dragon ball once again showed its magical power.

If there is a barrier, chase the water and drive the waves, and an invisible circumferential ball will wrap the Taoist priest in the middle. Including his iron tortoise shell.

Dragon Ball. It can avoid water.

well water. In the darkness, the divine beast turtle tumbled and rolled, and finally crossed its two hind legs, adopted a sitting position, put his hands together, and sank like a mud bodhisattva.

and seven or eight feet, you can vaguely see a lazy and greedy figure, black and swarthy. It is four claws, and it will perch on the vultures of the wall of a well, curled up and lie down, if it breathes.

It is not surprising that it has a tail, like the tail of a lizard, thick at the top and thin at the bottom.

The body length is about thirteen or fourteen zhang, only one head is surprisingly large, and it seems that the eyes have been closed, and there are no blue eyes.

Laziness is bad. It's really pitiful.

Four thick iron chains, six thick iron cones. Raw and the stone wall all around, one binds its neck, one binds its threat, and there are two live works through the body, wearing!

A glance at it, passing by.

Sink.

Sink.

Sink.

The darker it gets, the darker it gets, and there is almost nothing to be seen, like a ghostly world.

Suddenly, sixteen shark beads shone brightly at the same time, like a bright light suddenly appeared in the dark room where you couldn't see your fingers.

The well water is like glass, and the barriers in the well are clear.

The mermaid, or the eye of the merman, only shines in the dark, or is awakened.

Any rays of light, such as firelight, starlight, and moonlight, but the slightest light, cannot make the dull shark beads shine.

I can illuminate a shark bead.

I don't know how deep it is, I haven't seen a hundred thousand, and the shark pearl shows magic in the daytime just a hundred kilometers underwater.

One hundred thousand, three words, Fang Yin was very impressed.

It's night.

Sink.

Sink.

Sink.

Soon, Fang Yin saw those three words again, a hundred thousand.

Who wrote it, Fang Yin didn't know, but it was by no means Long Zhen, the words were drawn one by one, and the words were like the size of a hat, looking like an axe and a cone chiseled.

It doesn't matter who carved it, this well is 1,800 miles deep.

One hundred, a small meaning.

Sink.

Sink.

Sink.

Here I want to explain that 100 ren, that is, the depth of 100 people stacked up, is already the limit depth of human diving.

Because the air, because of the water pressure, because of the structure of the human body itself, is not enough to compete with it.

Of course, people who practice martial arts, especially those who are masters of both internal and external cultivation like Daoist Fang, are not a problem, and they are another matter.

What's more, there are water beads, and Daoist Fang has no idea.

Sink.

Sink.

Sink.

......

Two hundred.

......

Three hundred.

Three hundred feet underwater, right here, the water barrier formed by the dragon ball was broken by the powerful water pressure in one fell swoop, and it collapsed in an instant!

In an instant, the barrier was gone, like a cave collapsing, instantly cold and piercing, squeezed in all directions, under the terrifying pressure and the even more terrifying pressure difference, Fang Yin was like thunder devouring like a freeze, and his body was almost completely frozen.

Last time, right here, Fang Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, choked on a mouthful of water, and paddled on all fours like a turtle, and quickly paddled up.

Just like last time, there was a ripple in the well, on the surface of the water.

Just a trace.

Instantly calmed down, lazy and greedy.

This time, it was different, Fang Yin had already prepared, and he was obedient and calm.

The inner breath gets up early, drums and rushes, is deeply rooted, and holds the yuan and keeps one.

Quiet only for a while, generally sinking.

Sink.

Sink.

Sink slowly.

......

Extremely cold, extremely deep, the cold is the first of all, extremely deadly!

If a person falls into the water, there is no boat to bear in the sea, there is wood to help, and most of the things that kill him are the cold and the temperature.

Man is a homeothermic animal, not an ectothermic animal, if soaked in cold water for a long time, warm clothing is equivalent to nothing, continuous cold makes people faint, blood vessels constrict, heartbeat slows, blood pressure drops, dyspnea, cardiac arrest, respiratory arrest, breathing stoppage, death of breath, out-of-body soul......

Of course, Daoist Fang is also a homeothermic animal, and the reason why Daoist Fang can resist cold is because Daoist Fang has practiced martial arts.

It's scientific.

Mention my dantian fire, Tianxin enters the palace, the mouth is full of nectar, and the Yuanyin medicine is made.

That's the way of cultivation, and the way of cultivation is not a very scientific thing, just like the Xuanqi Gong, like the Netherworld Divine Skill, as unscientific.

Scientific things can be explained, but unscientific things can't be explained, so, Daoist Fang. There is no need to explain.

Sink......

Sink......

Sink......

The turtle shell can be explained.

Turtle shells can be aggravated. It can also be stress-resistant. Its outer iron plate, inner leather.

It fits very well and looks the same on the body.

In fact, this turtle shell was passed on to him by Niu Bo's father, and it can be said to be a family heirloom.

It's old, it's an antique, it's museum-grade.

Turtle shell. It is a protective gear that protects the chest and abdomen of Daoist Fang, and all kinds of internal organs, except for the head, basically everything that can be protected is protected.

Four hundred......

Five hundred......

Six hundred......

Below, let's break it down.

One of the three treasures is missing, and the water beads are no longer useful.

A string of light bulbs, glittering, illuminated a turtle-shaped mud bodhisattva, slowly sinking into the well.

Mud Bodhisattva. Keep your eyes open and stay seated. The treasure is solemn.

Air solved.

The temperature is solved.

Lighting solved.

Only water pressure remains, and the pressure is greater than that of the mountain.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just sink, sink to the extreme, and it is also sublimation!

......

The problem of pressure is left to Xiao Maitreya to solve.

When, the big turtle, panting again, crawled out of the well, drenched, he saw Wang Baye.

Sitting on the ground, burning incense.

At the same time, his face was heavy, and his mouth was full of words, pious and solemn, like summoning souls.

"Eighth Master Wang, what are you doing burning incense?" said Daoist Fang, strangely.

"Little turtle, it's good that you came up, if you don't come up again, hey!" Wang Baye sighed: "I'm going to burn paper." ”

It turns out that Wang Baye is also a very humorous person: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, Wang Baye, you burned more than a dozen pillars of incense?"

"Guess. ”

"Thirteen?fourteen?"

"This is the fourteenth pillar. Wang Baye pointed to the half-pillar of incense and said, "Thirteen and a half pillars were burned." ”

The ancients had a pillar of incense, and now it is a quarter of an hour, and it is counted.

"Hey!" said Daoist Fang, sighing.

"See a few hundred?" This well, Xiao Maitreya also went down, before the chain was lazy and greedy: "Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred?"

"Eight hundred. Daoist Fang said modestly: "There are only eight hundred." ”

"Awesome!" laughed at Maitreya and admired: "It's really amazing!"

If you don't accept it, you can't do it, this turtle shell Wang Baye has also worn it, and the laughing Maitreya has never reached two hundred when he worked hard, this is the difference between Wang Baye and the divine beast turtle.

"Only eight hundred, not nine hundred, not a thousand. "Daoist Fang, said modestly: "There is no word under eight hundred, so-"

So, no one dived below 800 taels, or 900 taels.

Laughing Maitreya, stop talking.

"But there are words, there are still words. Daoist Fang continued to say modestly: "It's the name, I saw the names of several people. ”

"Whose name?" asked Maitreya in amazement.

"The first one, Long Cangmang, stops there. ”

"The second, Chi Jinghong, stops there. ”

"The third, Lou Xifeng, stops there. ”

"Old Dragon Sect Master?" laughed at Maitreya and said in horror: "Chi Jinghong, isn't it ......?"

Chi Jinghong, the previous leader of the Underworld Sect, is also Long Cangmang's master.

Lou Xifeng, laughing Maitreya has never heard of it.

In terms of skill, these three are stronger than the other, and the further down they go, the stronger they become: "Below, I don't know, I only saw these three names." ”

"Heh!" laughing Maitreya, he breathed a sigh of air, and at the same time he was extremely shocked, but he also felt extremely happy: "That is to say, in the end, you still did not go down to the bottom of the well." ”

The words are so, but this has been, completely beyond the expectations of the laughing Maitreya!

What kind of height has this stinky boy, this turtle, skill, or cultivation, reached?

Is this still human?

Isn't it a demon when you have a young menstruation!

But in the end, Fang Yin still didn't go down to the bottom of the well: "Whew-"

also grew a breath of air, Fang Yin only felt exhausted, and his bones seemed to fall apart: "Take a break, take a break, take a break, I'll go down after a break-"

Sitting cross-legged while talking, he silently performed his magic: "Look at it again!"

Unexpectedly, I have to go down!

"Are your ear holes bursting? Is your head watered?" Laughing Maitreya threw herself to the ground, and she was really curious: "I said little turtle, there is a word called too much, too much, do you understand?"

"Again, it's no more than three. As he spoke, the water vapor rose, and the Taoist priest was about to upgrade: "There is another person, and there is another person's name I didn't see-"

"Long Zhen?"

"Wrong, Yu Murong!"

“......”

"First, the ears are not the problem, second, the eyes are the problem, and the third is that your head is watered!"

"Haha!"

"Hey, no way, both of our eyeballs are about to squeeze out, so I have to come up, I have to think of another way, think of another one, well, ...... way"

"That's it!"

"Damn!" The divine beast black ghost transformed, and the eighth master of the king really couldn't stand him: "It's okay like this?"

The solution is that in order to prevent the two eyeballs from being squeezed out, Daoist Fang used a strip of cloth to tie the two eyes tightly inside, and opened two holes at the same time~~

"It's really yours!" Wang Baye really has nothing to say: "It's really yours!" (to be continued......)