Chapter 413 Advance
The small meeting ended with a small-scale ‘family banquet’.
Zhou Zhengde, a centenarian, got rid of the reporters and followers and happily joined in, eating, drinking and playing with a group of 'young people'.
Although Wang Jixuan looked calm, he reminisced with everyone, chatted, and gave advice to Red Snake Wu Man and others on their practice;
But I kept thinking about the group of experts Wu Man and Mudan reported to.
Seven or eight people can beat more than a dozen people;
If Wu Man hadn't used his beast language ability in time to let the blade beast wave attack these seven or eight people, they would have suffered heavy casualties.
A monk in the combined realm?
Where did they come from?
Soldiers sent by advanced civilizations?
Then why is this advanced civilization looking for this remnant soul?
Wang Jixuan knew clearly that he could not have other lives.
In other words, he may not be the only source of spiritual energy in this world.
Wang Jixuan looked forward and saw heavy fog.
Originally, that finger had made him confused, but unexpectedly, now there was a new trouble.
The other party is looking for him, but why doesn't he want to find the other party?
It's just that Wang Jixuan's Dao realm is not too high now. If those seven or eight people don't hide their strength, it won't be difficult to deal with them. If the other party hides their strength, he will really be in trouble.
'Well, we also need to consider whether the other party will summon a stronger enemy.'
Having seen the immortal's finger before him, Wang Jixuan did not dare to slack off in the face of these unknown enemies.
Drink and chat, stay up all night.
Wu Man and the others hurried back, covered in travel, and wanted to leave again covered in travel.
There is no way, we cannot do without them on the frontline battlefield.
Lingtong is a commander-type general. Nowadays, the command system of the Earth Fleet is very complete, and the reserve of commander-level talents is also quite abundant. She can end her work at any time.
But the high-end combat power is still Wu Man and the dozen or so earth spiritual cultivators who have mastered the core circuit.
Before the group left, Wang Jixuan specifically told them to send a message immediately if they found any traces of those mysterious masters.
Wu Man and the others knew that the matter was of great importance, so they each solemnly nodded in agreement.
"Teacher," Wu Man said softly, "You have made a lot of contributions to human society. It's up to us to see what happens next. You have a good rest at the back."
Wang Jixuan patted the young man on the shoulder.
When I grow up, I can no longer touch my head.
"I'm just doing chivalry to satisfy my own sense of vanity. I'm not making a contribution to anyone."
The Taoist priest warned in a warm voice:
"On the other hand, you and Lao Zheng, you two have integrated the core circuit, and you will have a long life in the future.
"If you can't always be the guardian of the human world, don't change your nature to exploit and squeeze the human world.
"As time goes by, you two must not lose your conscience."
Lao Zheng chuckled, scratching his head and not knowing what to say.
Wu Man lowered his head and bowed his hands in salute: "Disciple, please remember this."
"Hey," the Taoist priest said with a smile, "can you still bow?"
"I learned it from movies, hehe."
"Go, go," Wang Jixuan waved his hand. Wu Man, Zheng Shiduo, and Chi She turned around and left. There was already a fast shuttle aircraft waiting outside, which would take them to the space transfer station.
The Taoist priest looked at Mudan: "Your Majesty, you don't have to go to the front line to be busy?"
"I'm on the front line," Mudan blinked. "You can have many clones now. They just have spiritual bodies, plus modified super realistic skin and simulated human organs. The main body is staying with you. It's no different from me on the front line.
Yeah, it just takes three hours to update the data."
Wang Jixuan touched his chin and looked at the peony.
Peony held her head high, and the hem of her tube top skirt fluttered gently.
The Taoist priest took a closer look.
Good guy, there are a bunch of mechanical organs wrapped under an alloy frame.
This, okay.
"Be more respectful to Emina from now on, and be less venomous," Wang Jixuan said, then stretched himself and walked back to the master bedroom, "Xiao Huating calls me when she comes back. I have something to do with her."
Peony blinked and looked at Emina who was reading in the corner.
The latter didn't seem to hear this.
As for Zhou Zhengde;
This guy was nourished by Wang Jixuan's spiritual energy for a while, and now he went to bed to sleep peacefully.
This centenarian can live a few more years.
'Weird relationship.'
Peony commented like this and walked to her room humming a tune.
The return of the chief made her feel inexplicably excited.
This kind of excitement cannot be quantified with data. As long as she thinks that she can continue to be by the commander's side, her spirit body will feel a little more stable.
At the same time, the airspace is two stargate fixed-point transmissions away from the earth.
A shuttle-shaped battleship hundreds of meters long, reflecting the sea of ​​stars with its smooth hull, flew towards the planet where the fixed stargate was erected.
Inside the battleship, Gao Huating, still wearing her performance costume, stood in front of the porthole with anxiety, anticipation, and unconcealable excitement in her eyes.
She looks the same as she did eighty years ago.
She still has that youthful and high-spirited face, as if time has left no trace on her body.
In the flat lower abdomen, a golden elixir that has turned into a white jade texture is slowly rotating, absorbing the aura that fills the battleship all the time.
Her costume is a little exaggerated, like two morning glory pieces put together with their stems facing each other.
It is Xiao Huating's slender and graceful figure that can give this costume a fairy-like quality.
There was a knock on the door from the side.
"Please come in," Gao Huating called.
An autonomous robot entered carrying a tray, followed by two middle-aged women dressed as secretaries.
They are Xiao Huating's agents and also diplomatic staff of the Earth government, and their titles are not low.
Xiao Huating is now their diplomatic weapon.
"Have you not rested yet?"
"It will take about four or five hours to get back to Earth."
"We know you are impatient, but I'm sorry that we can only let you finish this performance. The people of Motunxing are really looking forward to this concert."
Gao Huating nodded lightly: "It doesn't matter. It's good to know that he is there, and I'm not in a hurry."
"Come over and have something to eat."
"good."
Gao Huating turned around and walked to the bathroom.
Not long after, she took off her shirt, wiped off her heavy makeup, and put on a decent and slim-fitting long dress. Her whole persona became graceful and gentle.
She chatted wordlessly with her agent and ate the not-so-delicious space meal.
When the agent brought out the recently released news about the black storm, Gao Huating became interested. She took the communicator and carefully looked at the projections intertwined on it.
[Black Storm will not appear on the frontline battlefield.]
After clicking on this title, Gao Huating breathed a sigh of relief.
Just don't come to the battlefield.
The agent smiled and asked: "Are you familiar with the Great Black Storm?"
"He is my teacher and my spiritual mentor," Gao Huating responded softly, with a bit of disappointment in her eyes. "I have never helped him with anything, but I have always been helped by him. If I can, I am willing to dedicate myself to him."
My everything.”
The agent's eyes glowed with gossip.
"I read on the news that Iron God has rushed back to reunite."
"Well," Gao Huating said with a smile, "Commander-in-Chief Lingtong should be the first to rush back as his lover. Moreover, Commander-in-Chief Lingtong has dedicated his youth to mankind, so he must cherish his time."
The agent continued to mutter: "Don't you have any bad feelings?"
Gao Huating raised her head and glanced at the man beside her.
The agent quickly shut up and winked at Gao Huating.
"If we talk about emotions, it might just be envy."
Gao Huating said calmly, and then continued to eat elegantly with her head down and sips.
After a few minutes, she added dejectedly: "I can only cause trouble for him."
"How is that possible! You...what is that!"
The agent suddenly stood up and stared at the side window.
Gao Huating looked over with some confusion.
Outside the porthole, a figure of a woman wearing a cloak and tight leather armor was flying forward with her arms folded.
In the near-absolute zero space environment, she took it calmly, breathing slowly, and crossing her arms with her chest seemed to express her arrogance and disdain.
“There’s some here too!”
Another agent shouted, pointing to the other side of the porthole.
Gao Huating looked around and found a total of four figures outside the spaceship, wearing the same style of leather armor and cloaks, each with an indifferent expression.
Someone suddenly looked over.
Ping!
The special pressure-resistant glass of the porthole shattered instantly!
…
In fact, Wang Jixuan no longer needs to sleep.
But in order to accompany Lingtong, he also took a nap for a while, and then he felt comfortable and relaxed, and his breath became three points more active.
This is the benefit of getting enough rest.
When he woke up, Lingtong had returned from foraging and put on a soft long dress. A floating ball beside him projected a thick stack of documents.
"Didn't you say holiday?" Wang Daochang said dissatisfied.
Lingtong smiled charmingly, sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and began to pick up the projected documents for correction.
She sighed and replied: "I work a few hours every day to deal with matters that I need to deal with. This is the form of my vacation... The transfer of power always takes some time."
"Okay," Wang Jixuan stretched and stood up, walked to Lingtong and leaned directly into her arms.
So soft and wonderful.
Lingtong didn't mind if these confidential documents were read by Wang Daozhang.
After all, the so-called secrets and confidentiality levels are far inferior to Wang Jixuan's whereabouts.
Wang Daochang asked: "There is a group of mysterious masters who seem to be looking for me. Do you know about this?"
"Well," Lingtong nodded lightly, "I thought that Mudan and the others would definitely report it to you, so I didn't bother with this kind of thing to disturb the atmosphere between us."
Wang Jixuan asked with a smile: "Do you have any other clues or guesses?"
"There are some."
Lingtong put down the document and stroked Wang Jixuan's cheek with his fingers, looking thoughtful.
She asked: "Wan Linqian from the Psychic City, do you have any impressions?"
"Some," Wang Jixuan nodded.
The Taoist priest thought of that strange man, Li Weiqi, who had to be reincarnated as a woman.
At that time, Wang Jixuan was causing trouble in the Psychic City and happened to see Li Weiqi being tortured by Meng Jin and others. He took action decisively, rescued Li Weiqi's soul and found him a body.
In order to facilitate subsequent operations, Li Weiqi specially selected the body of a girl to possess.
In the abnormal track, he is also the runner-up after Lao Zheng.
Wang Jixuan asked: "What happened to him? Yes, what happened to the forces in the Psychic City?"
Lingtong groaned softly and decided to tell all of this.
There is nothing to hide.
"A lot of things happened that day. I mean the day you exploded and killed all the powerful enemies on the earth."
There was a look of reminiscence in Lingtong's eyes:
"Liu Lao was directly vaporized by the nuclear bomb with a huge yield.
"The Psychic City suffered heavy losses. Almost the core area was destroyed. Some of the dust falling from the sky carried high radiation, causing millions of residents to die in a short period of time.
"Then Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian claimed responsibility for the incident."
Wang Jixuan blinked and remained silent.
How many millions died?
Lingtong continued:
"Afterwards, because the blade beasts on the earth were already extinct, humans mobilized a force to rescue the psychic city.
"Some psykers, under Sabina's protection, refused to serve humans. Sabina was very dissatisfied with us for killing six elders.
"Originally, according to Sabina's plan, Fu Jian pressed the nuclear explosion button, and Liu Lao would be instantly teleported to her subspace, but she was not in the Silence Ball that day, so there was no time to rescue her.
"After the victory on Mars, we seized the Stargate, and with the intervention of Emina and Nildamon, the Stargate was secured.
"Sabina suddenly left with a large number of psykers.
"Nildathamon felt a little helpless about this, and sincerely apologized to his allies, that is, us, and then worked harder to kill the blade beast.
"Wan Linqian left with Sabina at that time. At that time, Wan Linqian had become Sabina's latest high-level spiritual slave, an SS-level psyker.
"Later, about ten Earth years later, we met Wan Linqian again...in the coalition camp.
"She suddenly found us and gave us a note...Only a few human commanders know about this."
Lingtong tapped his fingers in the air a few times, and a wrinkled white paper appeared in the stereoscopic projection, with three lines of Chinese characters written on it in pinyin, which roughly meant:
[A group of mysterious masters are inquiring about the whereabouts of Black Storm.]
[They have found Sabina. We don’t know exactly what happened, but Sabina began to experience intermittent amnesia. 】
【Please spread some false news.】
"Intermittent amnesia?"
Wang Jixuan thought of two words immediately.
Search for souls.
Is the other party searching for souls?
The soul strength of spiritual cultivators is indeed not strong, but it is also extraordinary. If the other party dares to directly search for the soul without fear of backlash, the strength of his own soul must be far higher than that of Sabina.
Lingtong continued: "Based on the principle of preferring to believe what is true, we spread a lot of false news. Black Storm traveled far away to find the secret of ascending to the upper world. This kind of thing."
Wang Jixuan nodded, leaning in Lingtong's arms and thinking for a while.
"What's Wan Linqian's latest condition?"
"Very... great."
"great?"
"Yes," Lingtong muttered, "Sabina and six spiritual practitioners formed a Seven Gods Religion, commanding seven or eight low-level civilizations. The Seven Gods Religion has a pope, a position like a saint, Wan Linqian
She is the saintly lady of the Seven Gods Religion, with a high position of authority."
Wang Daochang:......
A holy saint who is a man at heart?
The Taoist priest can only move a single word '6'.
"This guy is actually quite interesting... there is a red light flashing in the corner."
"This is a general emergency," Lingtong opened it and explained simply, "Don't worry, if it is a particularly important matter, the whole screen will flash, eh."
She frowned tightly.
Wang Jixuan also sat up straight.
Chapter completed!