Chapter 320 Connector

Aunt Dragonfly stood in the office on the top floor of the Weihuo Building, staring at the colorful city in front of her.

This colorfulness is not due to the energy of the city;

That is the light emitted by the psychic shield.

Aunt Dragonfly is now a cadre of the Psychic City. She happens to be in charge of logistics and knows some data that other psykers don't know.

Some protective shields can only be opened at night due to lack of crystal core supply;

The severe cold in the Arctic Circle will sting the skin of decent people, and a large number of ordinary people who do not have access to warmth are dying due to the cold.

There's no way around it.

After the spiritual practitioners showed up and negotiated with Fu Jian, the influence of the Psychic City has plummeted, and the resources that the Psychic City can collect in the nine comprehensive theaters are getting less and less.

Although the Psychic City itself has a profound foundation, even if the external supply of materials and crystal cores is completely cut off, it can still operate for ten or eight years;

But the people in power here don't want to give too many resources to these ordinary people.

Conflict arises from this.

It can even be said that under the seemingly peaceful and prosperous exterior of this city, countless tiny cracks have appeared.

The glass of the multi-layered floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the shadow of Mother Dragonfly.

She is a completely different person than she was two years ago.

Her smooth and delicate skin, slightly plump figure, paired with her professional skirt and delicate makeup on her beautiful face, make her exude the charm of a mature woman.

All these changes are due to talisman water, elixirs, and Yidiandian's medical beauty.

——After her figure got better, she gave herself a little plastic surgery.

It's a pity that my aunt has become more beautiful and I don't have time anymore. Now I don't even have time to go fishing for Kaizi.

Dong Dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Aunt Dragonfly, who was lost in thought, said: "Come in."

The office door opened, and a female assistant entered the room on high heels and delivered a paper document to the desk.

The reminder from the female assistant Jiao Didi:

"Deputy Minister, you will be participating in an online meeting in half an hour. It will be hosted by Mr. Tai personally. You need to enter the virtual meeting venue five minutes in advance."

"knew."

Aunt Dragonfly casually took the paper document into her hand.

This is the skill of using psychic energy that she learned from a certain Taoist priest.

The rows of data on the file made her expression become more and more dull.

The female assistant noticed that her boss was in a bad mood, so she sneaked out of the office without saying anything.

"Oh, swarms of moths."

Aunt Dragonfly walked back to her desk, threw the paper documents on the table, sank into the soft sofa, closed her eyes and rested for a while.

Suddenly a chuckle came from the corner:

"Is the deputy minister worried?"

Aunt Dragonfly's eyes suddenly widened and she turned to look at the corner.

There was no human figure, just a faint starlight.

But this male voice!

This kind of tone always has a touch of ridicule!

And that lazy energy.

Wang Zheng!

Black Storm! The guy who changed the trajectory of her life! She will definitely not hear it wrong!

Aunt Dragonfly glanced at several corners subconsciously.

Although the surveillance equipment installed there had been unplugged by her.

Aunt Dragonfly suppressed the excitement in her heart and wrote a line of words on the paper.

【Communicate through voice transmission.】

Wang Jixuan's voice immediately sounded in her heart.

"Being monitored?"

Aunt Dragonfly continued to write, and after a few seconds after finishing a sentence, she would crush that line of paper.

True: Burn after reading.

【Yes.】

[You actually received my call for help! No one in the entire human race has heard from you! Thank you! I love you so much!]

[Well, it’s not a relationship between a man and a woman. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a know-it-all Bichi.]

"I just happened to be busy and wanted to come to the Psychic City for something," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "Don't think too much, I didn't come here just for your pretty face."

【Are you teasing me? 】

"I have a girlfriend...what's wrong? What exactly does that message you sent to Mudan mean? Why is there an all-out war?"

Aunt Dragonfly thought for a while and wrote a line of words on the paper.

[After I finish the meeting here, I will go underground at noon to my own secret room, and we will talk in detail then.]

"Okay, then I'll do something of my own. See you at noon."

Wang Jixuan stopped transmitting.

Aunt Dragonfly waited for a long time, but did not hear Wang Jixuan's voice, so she concluded that he had left.

Comes and goes without a trace...

'This is a dragon's den with more than a dozen SS-level psykers and three spiritual cultivators, and he actually broke in so easily.'

'Should I say he is confident or blindly arrogant?'

Aunt Dragonfly felt a little tangled in her heart.

When the female assistant opened the door again and came in, she wanted to remind her boss to enter the venue in advance;

The female assistant suddenly discovered that 'Aunt Dragonfly' Maiqiao seemed to have won a big prize, her usually irritable eyes were full of light, and for the first time, there were no more cigarette butts in the ashtray beside her.

Um?

The female assistant was full of confusion.

However, she still listed Mother Dragonfly's sudden change in mood as an abnormal point and wrote it in her daily observation report.

Her boss is not the only one.

…

Tai Lao Tai Sheng Steel's meetings are always smelly and long;

Not only does it have no actual content, but it also pays special attention to all kinds of stinky rules.

Aunt Dragonfly's current title is deputy minister, and she is a core member of the Natural Faction, but in this meeting, she can only sit in the corner of the last row.

After getting rid of the drowsiness of the past, Aunt Dragonfly is in very good spirits today;

She listened to the whole process of Mr. Tai's nonsense and the flattery of Mr. Tai's subordinates. She endured her nausea and counted the time.

finally.

"That's it for today's meeting. I'll just add a few words."

Tai Shenggang said in a deep voice:

"The current situation is becoming more and more serious, and the newly established war alliances in the nine comprehensive theaters are still extremely resistant to us.

"Psychic energy will have a huge impact on human progress in the past, present, and future. However, the powerful politicians in various war zones are worried that we will take away their power.

"You are all the core members of the Resource Management Committee of the Psychic City, and you should be able to ride the wave of the times..."

About half an hour later.

"The meeting is dismissed."

Dozens of people attending the meeting applauded at the same time, and the applause was extremely violent.

Aunt Dragonfly is also an old turtle who runs a day school - she couldn't help but laugh.

Meetings with such old people are really torture;

She is going to find her own little piece of meat.

After turning off the virtual conference device, Aunt Dragonfly rushed into the side suite of the office, found a pair of silk stockings that had been gathering dust for a long time, changed into a more sexy black leather skirt, looked at herself in front of the mirror, and patted her perky buttocks hard.

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"Charming, my old mean."

Then Aunt Dragonfly wrapped herself in a thick windbreaker, carried an exquisite single bag, and walked from the office to the elevator in the center of the building.

The Psychic City is like a super-large flat fortress.

However, it has only four floors above and below ground, and the main part of the city is on the surface.

The surface layer has 50% of the population and is the gathering place for the civilians of the Psychic City. There are landmark buildings of the Psychic City, distributed around the Silence Ball where the six elders live.

The first and second underground floors are where civilians and materials live, and a large number of shelters and warehouses have been built.

The three underground floors contain various research facilities and various institutions related to psychic energy.

The original main activity areas of the Naturalists were on the second and third floors underground.

Now, although the Naturalists have stepped out of the underground and come to the forefront, their main territory is still underground.

The elevator that Dragonfly takes can directly reach the underground level of the Psychic City.

When she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a neat neighborhood.

Dozens of meters above, the flat rock formations are inlaid with some metal rings, and the rings are inlaid with some blade beast crystal nuclei that can restore energy by themselves. These rings can provide warmth and light.

Mother Dragonfly suddenly heard a familiar call:

"The situation here is not bad, but many people live worse than domestic animals."

The aunt remained calm, put her hands in her windbreaker pockets, and walked normally along her way to get off work.

There are many patrolling guards on the road;

Most of these guards are low-level psykers or ordinary human soldiers who have not been selected as materials.

——This is near the Weihuo Building, and the order is naturally much better than in other areas.

Aunt Dragonfly found her usual downward elevator and went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is more than 60 meters high. Through the glass of the sightseeing elevator, you can see the rolling five- and six-story buildings.

This is the main territory of the naturalists.

Aunt Dragonfly went to her favorite tavern, deliberately acted a little bored, exchanged a few code words with the bartender, entered a downward secret passage from the kitchen, turned left and right, and arrived at her secret residence.

An ensuite cell with private bathroom and study room.

This place was once used to imprison political criminals in the psychic city, those high-ranking officials who lost the power struggle.

Aunt Dragonfly looked around and asked in a low voice: "Boss?"

In the corner of the room, a group of shadows flowed quietly, slowly condensing into a vague human shape.

The figure trembled a few times like jelly, and the familiar figure came into view of Aunt Dragonfly.

Look at this young monk.

He looked to be in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, his newly grown long hair was simply tied up, and he was wearing a simple shirt and jeans, and a pair of white sneakers, which made him look like he had just arrived.

students.

Who is this if not the Black Storm King Zheng?

"You haven't changed at all...that's right, it's only been nine months."

Aunt Dragonfly felt something inexplicably and kept murmuring:

"They all said that you died and were killed by a bladed beast, but I never believed it.

"You are not the kind of character who just ignores the boss. You must have a back-up plan. It's really...that's true."

She was a little sentimental.

Wang Jixuan's expression was a little strange. He went straight to the sofa and sat down. He smiled and said, "Sit wherever you want. You're welcome."

"This is my home."

Aunt Dragonfly replied angrily, and soon found the feeling she had when getting along with this guy.

Boring.

She took off her windbreaker, deliberately showing off her now mature figure, and asked seemingly casually: "Didn't you say you came to the Psychic City for something? Do you need my help?"

Wang Jixuan smiled and shook his head: "No one else can help with this matter, not to mention you are still their deputy minister."

"Don't mention it."

Aunt Dragonfly went to the refrigerator, took some bacon and low-alcohol wine, and complained:

"I'm just a little shrimp pushed out by teachers and others.

"Going to work every day is like going to jail, and you have to face the ruling bastards.

"None of the policies I proposed can be implemented!"

The Taoist priest pinched a piece of bacon into his throat and chewed it gently.

Having not eaten anything for more than nine months, his taste buds felt a sense of pleasure and he hummed in comfort.

"Is it so delicious?"

"I have been living as an ascetic monk recently," the Taoist priest said with emotion, "My concentration has become worse."

Like when he used to practice in seclusion in the mountains for a year or two at a time, he never felt lonely at all and was immersed in the joy of enlightening the great road and couldn't extricate himself;

But now, it has only been nine months, and he has reached the limit of his character's endurance. If he doesn't come out for a while, his heart will be in chaos.

I want delicious food, good wine, and beautiful women.

He couldn't stand the loneliness any longer.

If things weren't more urgent here...he would probably secretly go to Lieutenant Colonel Lingtong to relieve his lovesickness.

Wang Jixuan looked at the golden elixir in his belly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

At least the results in these nine months have been very good, far exceeding previous expectations.

He initially planned to spend a year consolidating his Dao foundation and entering the Golden Core. However, he had only been in seclusion for three months. Under the nourishment of the pillar blade beast's abundant spiritual energy, he had already touched the peak of the Core Condensation Realm.

Condensing the golden elixir is the first natural barrier encountered by normal monks during their practice.

Once the golden elixir is achieved, you will be on the road to becoming an immortal;

It is difficult to achieve a golden elixir, and building a foundation is just a waste of time. It will add one or two hundred years to your life, and it is difficult to remain youthful forever. You will still be the withered bones of the mortal world.

But Master Wang is not a normal monk, he is a Mahayana practitioner.

He deliberately spent an extra month to consolidate the Dao foundation, temper the body, think about it, check for omissions and fill in the gaps. When he had nothing to mention, he used the power of his remaining soul of the Mahayana.

The remaining soul is used to protect the current Tao body, the soul, and the sea of ​​​​qi are blended together, there is almost no risk, and the golden elixir is condensed in one go.

Golden elixir also has its own characteristics.

Wang Jixuan had not deliberately pursued the perfect golden elixir before, but the golden elixir condensed this time has the appearance of a ninth-grade green lotus.

The quality was much higher than when he first cultivated the golden elixir.

This is the role of the remnant soul of the Mahayana.

It's also thanks to the fact that he didn't completely get carried away a few times before and consumed his remaining Mahayana soul.

After he condensed the golden elixir, he took back the remaining soul and used it to guide the soul's transformation.

After the Golden Core Realm is the Heaven and Earth Bridge Realm.

The Heaven and Earth Bridge is actually a vague concept, symbolizing the transition between the Golden Elixir and the Nascent Soul. It is also a bridge from the Yuan Soul, which symbolizes a mortal, to the Nascent Soul, which symbolizes the threshold of immortality.

There are always six levels of the Heaven and Earth Bridge, and it is also the only major realm divided by "levels" among all realms of cultivation.

And now, Wang Jixuan is standing in front of the first step of the Tiandi Bridge.

He hesitated for a long time, but was still unable to take this step, so he came to the capital of psychic energy to look for opportunities.

The specific realm is the Golden Elixir realm of Dzogchen.

For his practice, the Sixth Pillar has really paid too much;

If someone carefully measures the changes in spiritual energy in the sixth pillar, they will find that its total spiritual energy has dropped by several percentage points.

Or the upper limit will fall irreversibly.

Wang Jixuan didn't want to expose his whereabouts. He also wanted to take a walk outside and then continue to practice inside the sixth pillar. He couldn't give up until he cleansed this giant beast.

The blade beast group did not forcefully attack the sixth pillar, which really helped Wang Jixuan;

It doesn't matter even if the blade beasts attack forcefully;

The Heavenly Canopy inside the sixth pillar is guarded by millions of human military souls, which can suppress the Pillar Blade Beast to regenerate its soul, and also prevent Kali Na from controlling the Pillar Blade Beast.

These millions of human military souls are also the reason why Wang Jixuan dares to directly use the pillar blade beast to practice.

'Well, why do you feel that the poor man has become a parasite?'

Daochang Wang smiled casually, looked up at Maiqiaoqiao, then thought of something belatedly, and gently fiddled with the bracelet on his wrist.

A flash of light flashed, and Peony, still wearing the maid uniform, appeared brightly.
Chapter completed!