After hearing the answer from the person in front of him, Baili Qing couldn't help but look at Yu Sheng carefully for a long time with a scrutiny look.

The latter's expression on his face was very serious, but obviously he had no long-term plans. As always, he just had an idea and wanted to give it a try.

But even though there was no basis in my heart, Baili Qing suddenly had a premonition that something would definitely happen: the Holy and Secret Practice is in trouble.

So then she thought carefully for a long time before continuing to speak: "You should know that the Secret Service's duty is only to protect the safety of the border. Although we have been fighting cult groups like the Holy Cultist Church, these actions are based on the premise that the interests of the border are threatened."

"I understand," Yu Sheng nodded, "I didn't expect you to send a fleet to help me fight the lair of the Sepulchre Society.

What's more, it's a little bit more to find it or not."

"As you said, it is really unlikely that a fleet will be sent directly to do this with the authority of the Secret Service," Baili Qing continued, "but then again--they have already threatened the safety of the border this time, aren't they?"

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

"The appearance of the city in Mist is not accidental. Behind this foreign land, there must be the conspiracy of those cultists. Since they have the ability to hide an elite spacecraft under the nose of the Council, it means that they have the motivation and ability to further create destruction, which is enough to make the Council unable to sit still," Baili Qing said slowly, "And on the other hand, for many years,

The biggest problem we have when fighting the Holy Secret Practice is that we cannot find their secret nest, or we cannot catch them if we find them. You are the first person in history to successfully penetrate their main ship and can still capture one of their spaceships intact. So, if you really find any "clues" in the future, as long as the coordinates are clear and conditions allow, I can send you the greatest support in the name of "protecting the safety of the border and clearing potential threats."

Yu Sheng thought for a moment and spoke tentatively: ".————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Baili Qing was proved by this statement, but soon a little smile appeared on her face: "Interesting statement, yes, higher-level human rights shake. As for what level of support this "human rights shake" can be applied for in the future "outside", I will formulate a detailed plan as soon as possible and send it to you that both of us can recognize."

"Okay, that's all you said," Yu Sheng laughed, then adjusted his posture on the chair, "But this will not be a short time after all, let's talk about what's in front of you first."

Baili Qing couldn't keep up with this rhythm, and was a little confused for a moment: "What's in front of her?"

The smile on Yu Sheng's face gradually became a little difficult to tighten. He pointed to the piece of books on the table with a frown (higher than Irene): "I have to finish reading this? I don't question the professionalism of this matter. I really have to learn so many things to be a novice captain?!"

"That's a spaceship, not an electric car," I wonder if it's an illusion, Baili Qing's eyes seemed to jump, "At least you no longer have to learn basic driving skills. Under normal circumstances, a space crew member needs at least twenty years of growth and experience to become the "captain" of that large spacecraft. He also needs to get a complete set of crew members. That's not just learning these manuals."

Speaking of this, she paused and added: "I will find a way to issue your spacecraft a navigation license endorsed by the border and a full set of personal supporting documents. This will ensure that you can drive that ship on 80% of the legal routes in the known universe. Don't forget that you are driving a 'heretical warship built by the Cultivation of the Holy Spirit',

If you do not have a high-priority identification code, you may be "commercially greeted" by the local guards and troops at the moment you enter other civilization circles - you may not even be able to get close to most legal star gates at all.

"When it comes to this, I have to remind you that it is best to make some modifications to the shape of the spacecraft. Don't just change the internal configuration. At least clean the signs of the Cultivation Society everywhere in the navigation body. Otherwise, you will definitely have big trouble when you open it and dock it in a legal port."

Yu Sheng could hear that the other party was helping him sincerely, and the things she mentioned were really "realistic problems" that he had never thought about before, so he immediately put away his sad face just now and nodded seriously: "No problem, no problem."

At the same time, somewhere in Jiecheng, in a hotel open to "Strange People", Xuan Che was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

It seems to be entering a state of meditation.

A simple-shaped spiritual mirror floated beside him, the surface of the mirror was floating, and a picture of burning incense was reflected in the mirror.

After a while, the incense burned in the mirror, and the crisp sound of the golden bell swaying came from the mirror. Xuan Che then opened his eyes, adjusted his breath, and slowly stopped work and got up.

He put away the mirror and looked up at the smoke alarm on the roof, with a slight regret in his expression.

Almost at the same time, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the mirror in his hand.

Xuan Che looked down and quickly adjusted his expression and clothes on his body. Then he placed the mirror seriously on the table. After raising his hand and brushing the mirror, he bowed respectfully and bowed respectfully: "Master."

The spiritual light floated in the mirror, the crane's hair and a childish face, and the immortal spirit of the Taoist master appeared in front of Xuan Che. The old man smiled: "Okay, okay, Xuan Che, how are you doing with your teacher? Have you ever seen a master?"

"I've seen it," Xuan Che immediately lowered his head and replied, "As the master's instructions, he gave me a gift and passed on his words. Considering that the master does not like traditional Chinese scriptures, he is not too reserved and rigid. The disciple thinks he has left a good impression."

"Yeah, OK," Yuan Ling Zhenren nodded with satisfaction, but then he noticed that Xuan Che's expression seemed strange and seemed to have something to say, so he asked, "What's the problem?"

That's a lot of problems.

Xuan Che's muscles trembled on his face, and finally decided to report the most important thing first. It was very important for his personal physical and mental health.

"Master, that master——you actually saw it with your own eyes."

"Hmm? How do you say this?"

"Do you still remember the head that appeared in the disciple's alchemy furnace that day?"

Yuanling Zhenren: "...———?"

The master and apprentice stared across the Lingxi Mirror with big eyes and silenced across the stars.

"It's him." Xuan Che said with a wry smile that this was the first time he saw such a shocked, confused and incredible look on his face.

After half a minute, Yuan Ling Zhenren spoke, and the first sentence was obviously nervous: "Xuanche, then did you offend him when you saw him?"

"No," Xuan Che replied immediately, and then added, "The disciple was surprised, but he always remembered the master's instructions."

Yuan Ling Zhenren looked relieved, then sorted out his thoughts and continued to ask with a subtle expression: "What is the place where the master lives? What kind of person is he?"

When talking about this, Xuan Che opened his mouth, but did not continue to speak for a while, but his face became even more strange.

Of course, Yuan Ling Zhenren noticed the change in expression on his apprentice's face. He rarely saw his mature and steady disciple performing like this, and he couldn't help but frown: "What's the matter?"

"There's nothing, but the disciple is thinking about how to report the situation to the master." Xuan Che quickly adjusted his expression while saying that, and then he began to scrutinize the keywords in his mind-

The whole family lives in a foreign land, and the room is noisy but there is no normal "person". The fox fairy in another world stewed with a pressure cooker will greet people in a bowl. The fox fairy also has two guardian spirit birds. She looks higher in cultivation than the crane that the master has raised for hundreds of years. The fox fairy's tail can be pulled down and launched. There is also an Alice doll next to the master, with a figure of 66.6cm*4. We all took down a den of evil demons and heretics. The master also used the fox tail to launch himself.

After passing these keywords twice in my mind, Xuan Che felt that his Taoist heart was like a vibration mode. He even suspected that he would just tell his master these things directly. The master's Taoist heart would tremble for a long time, and then the copper-headed belt would come from the broken void of Qianfeng Lingshan. But the next second, the sound from the Lingxi Mirror interrupted his random thoughts: "No need to worry, it is not surprising that there is some mysteriousness around the master. He is not an ignorant villager, but it is okay to say it."

Xuan Che then calmed down and took a breath: "That's right, first of all, where the master lives is an alien land, and he has an additional cave, which is also an alien land--"

At this moment, he told the story of what he saw and heard around him, but he had not mentioned the matter of the Holy and Secret Practice. This matter is very important and must be told seriously later.

When Yuan Ling Zhenren heard it, his expression became strangely serious. Then he pinched his beard while observing Xuan Che's expression and condition very seriously. After the beloved disciple finally finished speaking, he frowned slightly and broke the silence: "Xuan Che, come closer, yes, open your mouth-ah."

Xuan Che was unclear, but he still subconsciously did so. Then he heard the master say, "What elixirs have you taken today? Do you remember to use spiritual power to assist in refining when taking the immortal spiritual pill? What happened last night? Have you eaten anything you shouldn't eat before leaving? There are ghost fog mushrooms on the back mountain, and they can be fried when they are eaten?"

Xuan Che then realized that he was amused and laughed: "Master, my disciple did not take the wrong medicine, what I just said--"

"All true?"

"It's all true."

Yuan Ling Zhenren continued to pinch his beard and fell into deep thought opposite Lingxi Jing.

After a while, the old man with fairy spirit and Taoism suddenly took a breath under Xuan Che's gaze with a little worried look and sighed: "You are the master who can fight against the dark angels, and it is indeed a bit strange. Xuan Che, you may get a great opportunity!"

When Xuan Che heard this, he immediately bowed: "When it comes to great opportunities, the disciple and the master encountered something. This matter is quite relevant and may even affect Qianfeng Lingshan."

Yuan Ling Zhenren's expression became serious in an instant: "Hmm?"

"We ran into the Holy and Hermitage Society"

Deep in the pillar of order, inside the holy coffin.

The dark iron coffin still stood at a 45° angle on the platform connecting many pipelines and cables, emitting a low metaphorical tremor. The dark red light on the surface of the platform and the coffin lid slowly faded, like breathing.

But suddenly, the low metaphor inside the holy coffin device stopped trembling.

Even other equipment in the room fell into silence.

For a moment, the entire cabin was silent.

The silence lasted for several seconds, and then accompanied by a slight air valve pressure relief and mechanical operation sound, the heavy lid of the holy coffin finally slowly opened-

A tall and slender figure slowly stood up from the holy coffin.

The "artificial saint" walked out of the container and off the platform, and stood in the empty holy coffin room, motionless, like a sculpture.

There were no other actions, no expressions, no words, and the steel doll was created only for killing. Even at this moment of "resurrection from the dead", no emotion could be revealed from her empty face.

She just stood there blankly, standing for a long time, then she seemed to suddenly "feel" something, and turned her head slightly to the side.
Chapter completed!