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Liang Wei said: "So, my disciple suggested that we develop locally first, integrate into the lower class of the local society, try not to attract the attention of local snakes, trade time for space, and go to the Holy Sect in batches year by month. This is the first option.

The second option is to use the local spiritual veins as the base to deploy a large teleportation array, compress the space distance, fold the space, and directly teleport to the central and southern boundaries.

The Ascension Hall is generally built near the spiritual veins. How much spiritual veins are left and whether they are enough for this transmission still need to be investigated on the spot.

Moreover, the teleportation needs to avoid other idlers.

In addition, although the Celestial Palace in Glenden Celestial City has been abandoned for a long time, as you ascend to the upper realm, some functions of the Climbing Palace have been restored, and the personnel will gradually be in place.

If option two is adopted, it must be carried out before the personnel of the Climbing Heaven Palace are in place. After the functions of the Ascension Hall are fully restored, everyone who ascends to the upper world from here will be registered and accepted for management. It won't be very free then.

The disciple suggested that those who ascended before the functions of the Ascension Palace are perfected should not be revealed and they should live and practice as local aborigines.

The biggest result of the expansion of our Internet to the entire continent is that people across the continent have begun to use the system language. According to the master, this system language was invented by you, my uncle. Therefore, there will be basically no language barrier after you go to the real world, which will help you integrate into the local area and live and practice like indigenous people.

The disciple prefers option one. Option 2 is too powerful and is not conducive to the long-term development of the Holy Sect and your long-term interests. What do you think, little uncle? "

"You are right." Zhao Jing thought, "Returning to the Holy Sect in batches is the most preferable way. If I stay in the local area for development and have no territory, I will not be able to build power and provide shelter to those who follow me. I don't care about them. , and I’m sorry that they follow them wholeheartedly.”

After thinking for a while, he said to Liang Wei: "In this case, do you have the map of the Central and Western territories and the description of the forces, and the rules of the Tiangong in detail? Get me a copy. I will think about what to do next."

Liang Wei took out several books and jade slips from the space ring one after another, "These are replicas, so feel free to take them, young master uncle. If you need anything else, just ask. If I don't have it here, I will do my best." Help find it.”

An idea flashed through Zhao Jing's mind, and she quickly made a long list, "These things include maps, materials, medicinal materials, animal skins,... when can we find them all at the soonest time?"

Liang Wei glanced briefly and said, "Master uncle, do you want to refine weapons? Or..."

"I haven't thought about it yet. It's possible to refine weapons. The more, the better. After all, there are a lot of us, and it's not a small amount to refine a piece of clothing for each of them."

The corner of Liang Wei's mouth twitched. She really regarded money as dirt and didn't care about money at all.

"Okay. These are the first batch. I'll send someone to deliver them as early as tomorrow morning. We'll make an appointment at that time. Junior uncle, farewell!"

Liang Wei came and went without a trace, and soon disappeared in the woods.

Zhao Jing returned to the cave, where Li Qingming was still waiting, "There is a spiritual vein near us, which should be closely guarded and difficult to access. But I want to use this spiritual vein to refine enough large teleportation talismans or directional teleportation talismans, once Take away a thousand people. In this way, with just a few talismans, everyone can be transferred away." As for the people coming later, you can't control that many people, so you don't have to worry about them.

Li Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, "We have an idea. Then I will send someone to check the spiritual veins immediately. It should be easier to go underground."

"Well, safety comes first."

Zhao Jing carefully studied the map of the Chinese and Western territories for a while, then looked at the rules of the Tiangong, and read the brief geographical geography of the Chinese and Western territories at a glance. She closed the book and thought about it for a while, and an idea came to her heart.

Just as he was about to think about and deepen this idea, he felt a tingling sensation in his fingers.

I was stunned for a moment, thinking of the male cultivator in black who was locked in the airtight basement. Counting the time, he was about to suffocate.

Zhao Jing lifted Gong Luo and threw him to the ground. She thrust a knife into his ear and said, "Tell me, who are you, where are you from, what are you here for, and what is your background. Explain everything clearly. I can't explain clearly." , just like this cut off hair, just bury it in the ground!"

Gong Lue deeply understood the meaning of "people are knives, and I am fish". He watched helplessly as the dazzling and sharp knife was thrust into his face with murderous intent. The cold touch of the knife almost froze half of his face, which frightened him. The soul is soaring into the sky.

He couldn't understand where a Yuanling Realm monk could get such strong murderous aura and murderous intent, nor could he understand how a Xuan Tong Realm monk could fall into the hands of a low-level monk and become like this!

"Say!"

Gong Lue did not dare to be careless, "I am Gong Lue, the sword cultivator of Tianyun Sword Sect. I heard that there are many ascended monks here, and there are many good talents, who come to find talents for the sect... "

"Nonsense!" Zhao Jing twisted the knife, and the blade was only a millimeter away from Gong's nose. "If you don't tell the truth, I will pick your nose first."

Gong Lue was sweating like rain, but he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to breathe heavily for fear of being shocked. "Everything I said is true!"

Zhao Jing tilted the blade slightly, and a blood line appeared on Gong Lue's nose.

Gong Luo's whole body tensed up and his face was livid, "I, I work for the Young Master of the City Lord's Mansion. I am a secret guard, codenamed Bingseven."

Zhao Jing held the handle of the knife and said, "Continue."

"I was ordered to come here to investigate the matter of Zhuge Yunwen..."

"and then?"

Zhao Jing's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Those who leave half of their words never end well. Maybe I should bury you first and keep my mouth open..."

Gong Lue's eyes flashed and he quickly closed his eyes, not wanting his emotions to be discovered. As a secret guard, he had experienced unimaginable torture and humiliation. This threat had little effect on him, not as big a threat as the knife.

That knife truly made him feel threatened by death.

The evil and violent energy on the knife made him dizzy and unable to think normally at all. He said everything that should be said and should not be said, but he always remembered the most important thing, that he could not say it even to death.

Zhao Jing's lips curled up in an evil arc, "Perhaps, I should just search for souls..." She raised her hands and muttered something.

He saw a large group of spiritual energy gathering together to form an extremely complex talisman. The talisman was so dazzling that he couldn't even see what it was, but it posed a greater threat to him than the knife. Gong Lue was alert, "Wait, I said."

Zhao Jing stopped and said, "Huh?"

"I heard that this is a gathering place for monks who have ascended from the lower realm. Zhao Jing, the number one person from the lower realm, may also have ascended. I came here to inquire about her. The master wants to recruit her..."