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After the big stick is beaten, it's time to give the sweet dates.

The old man looked around, quite satisfied with the atmosphere of the scene, stroked his beard, and started feeding sweet dates with a smile.

"You don't have to worry too much. Although the matter is urgent, there is no way to—"

He paused intentionally as he spoke, and saw that all the people present looked at him expectantly, and continued with satisfaction:

"The Bagua Sect has already given an early warning. Although this change is sudden, we are not unprepared."

The old man spoke eloquently.

The head of the gossip sect used his lifespan as the price to get a glimpse of the secret, and left his last words before he died, saying that a catastrophe is coming in the southwest.

At the same time, Shengmen is also in the southwest.

Coincidentally, Daze in ancient times was also located in the southwest.

The exact location in the southwest is no longer available, but the direction will not be wrong.

If the catastrophe this time started from the southwest, then the situation in the southwest would only be worse than that in Shangjing.

Southwest, doom... Bai Maomao's eyes froze. Wasn't the reason they left Yuze Mountain just because their spiritual energy began to drain?

Bai Maomao pondered, could it be that since then, the Yaozu's plan has already started, and they are just a part of the plan?

Before he could figure it out, the old man announced another even more shocking news.

On Yuze Mountain in the southwest, a small-scale earthquake occurred some time ago, and there were no casualties. However, according to satellite surveys, a huge crack opened in the depths of Yuze Mountain, and a steady stream of mist gushed out from the crack, covering the Most of Yuze Mountain.

And the monster clan they caught, calculated according to the backward time, happened to coincide with the time of the Yuze Mountain earthquake.

"The crack in Yuze Mountain is where the seal was broken, right?" Someone asked tentatively.

The old man nodded, "We have arranged for the first group of people to go over to check and try to seal it with a weapon to prevent the crack from expanding." Unfortunately, the effect is not very good.

But don't say such words that shake the morale of the army.

Since getting the news, there are not a few people sent out by Shangjing, but they are all helpless against the dense fog in Yuze Mountain. The dense fog will not only disturb the five senses of the monks, but also affect the Dao Heart after staying in it for a long time.

Among the first batch of past disciples, three of them have already suffered from insanity.You know, monks are fighting for fate with the heavens, and their willpower is far stronger than that of ordinary people, but these monks have only wandered around in the thick fog for three days, and when they came out, they showed faint signs of losing their dao heart and falling into madness.

After receiving the news, Shangjing had no choice but to stop exploring, and everyone dared to stand by on the periphery.

No one knows what this dense fog is.

Only the bigwigs at the top know about these situations. This meeting is not for the purpose of popularizing the history of cultivation in ancient times to ignorant monks.The reason why such monks were summoned was because, they guessed, there were more than one monster clan who had escaped.

Even now that there is an undercurrent in the realm of comprehension, it is very likely that the demon clan will contribute.

If these people fish in troubled waters and disrupt the cultivation world, they will also threaten the safety of ordinary people.Ordinary people don't know about the existence of the realm of self-cultivation. The Longguo government does not advocate these idealistic ways of self-cultivation. They pay more attention to the development of science and technology.

But the cultivation family has been rooted for many years, the tree is big and deep-rooted, and the power of the monks is beyond the control of ordinary people. In order to ensure the harmony between the two sides, the Dragon Kingdom government acquiesced in the existence of the cultivation world.

The development of the Shangjing family in recent years has also inserted a lot of people at the core of the government.

At present, the Cultivation School and the Science School are evenly matched. In the end, no one can do anything to the other, barely maintaining a superficial balance. However, if there is trouble on the Yaozu side, this delicate balance will be broken immediately.

Every move of the big bosses in Shangjing is not only related to the survival of the cultivation world, but also affects the succession of the upper-level government and the stability of the entire Dragon Kingdom.

So the human world must not be chaotic.

The final result of the meeting was that each sect would send at least [-] disciples to cooperate with the special operations teams in their respective areas to take turns to maintain the city's stability and prevent the demon clan from causing chaos in the human world in advance.

The rules formulated by the bosses are very detailed, and the people at the table have been discussing until the evening before finalizing the final implementation plan.Although the sects had slight objections to the decision, the bosses had already made a decision, and they could only obediently follow through.

The details had been agreed upon, and the others left one after another. Lang Junxian sat in his seat and did not move, and Bai Maomao did not move.The fat man called him to go together, Bai Maomao shook his head, and smiled at him, "I'm waiting for a friend, and I'll go find you when it's over."

Although the fat man felt that he was not telling the truth, he still had winks, so he left first.

The conference room was quickly emptied.

Lang Junxian stood up, his tall figure was very powerful.Bai Maomao watched him walking towards him intently.

"Have you seen enough?" Lang Junxian leaned over slightly, almost nose to nose with him.

Baimao Mao's Adam's apple slipped, broke the jar and said, "Not yet."

Lang Junxian smiled lowly, and scratched his nose, "Go back and look again, now you are the young master of Qianjimen, wipe the drool off your mouth."

Bai Maomao wiped the corners of his mouth reflexively, what the hell, he immediately realized that he had been cheated, and he couldn't get angry on the spot, so he glared at him angrily, and got up with a straight face.

Lang Junxian smiled indulgently, and led him to another small conference room.

The small meeting room is in the basement of Mo's villa. There is a formation at the entrance of the basement, and only a few designated people can enter.

Bai Maomao walked through the back door, obviously among the few designated people.

The other bosses were a little surprised when they saw him coming in, and then Qiqi went to look at Mo Qin, and Lang Juntian even glanced at Lang Junxian inquiringly.

Mo Qin shrugged, "Sit down and talk."

Bai Maomao sat down calmly under the scorching gazes of the big bosses.He was born well, not to mention that when he has no expression, he comes with a high-cold buff, and he can still hold the stage.

When the last boss was seated, Mo Qin cleared his throat, "Everyone knows the reason why everyone is here."

"The situation in Yuze Mountain is not as optimistic as I just said. According to satellite monitoring, the cracks are still expanding, and the thick fog covering Yuze Mountain is getting wider and wider. After a while, even the satellites will not be able to detect the situation inside. gone."

His voice was no longer as frivolous as before, and his cold voice made people feel their backs. The actual situation of this matter was more serious than the rumors outside, and it was gradually developing in an uncontrollable direction.

They can already be sure that the crack in Yuze Mountain is the connection point between the void world and the human world, but what is the situation inside, how many monster races there are, how many monster races have escaped, and what is their purpose.

They know nothing.

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light.

Apart from sending people to relocate the villages and towns around Yuze Mountain, and then surround them heavily, they currently have no effective way to curb the development of things.

"Does this dense fog affect ordinary people?" asked the elder of the Eight Diagrams Sect.

The head of the Bagua Sect has fallen, and the new head has just taken over, and is still handling internal affairs of the Bagua Sect, so this time it is an elder who has the right to speak.

The first batch of past monks were sent by the Ji family, and the Ji family had the most say. The head of the Ji family said: "Ordinary people absorb too much fog, and their emotions will become extremely irritable. lead to insanity."

According to feedback, one of the villagers at the foot of Yuze Mountain has been affected. In just one month, there have been no less than ten vicious fights.The small mountain village, which used to be peaceful and happy, is now full of panic.

Some people even took photos of the dense fog in the mountains and posted them on the Internet, saying that there are biological and chemical weapons in the mountains, and the villagers at the bottom of the mountains have already begun to be affected...

This is why they did not encounter much opposition when they arranged for the evacuation of village residents.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Things were far more difficult than they expected. This time, the Yaozu didn't seem to just want to deal with the comprehension world.

Bai Maomao met Lang Junxian's eyes, and Lang Junxian nodded invisibly. Bai Maomao immediately understood, and said according to the pre-discussed words: "I may have a way to solve the fog in Yuze Mountain."

The bosses looked at him one after another, Bai Maomao felt that he was about to become a sieve, and continued with a cold face: "A semi-divine weapon passed down from our ancestors can break through obstacles."

"Sacred Artifact?" The bosses focused slightly.

"Half artifact." Bai Maomao emphasized.

"I don't know where my little friend's teacher is?" the Patriarch of the Ji family asked.

"Qianjimen, the patriarch Qianjizi, has been passed down from ancient times to the present." Bai Maomao grinned solemnly.

The bosses frowned and thought for a long time, and finally confirmed that they had never heard of such a sect, and looked at Bai Maomao with the eyes that made me laugh.

Bai Maomao spread his hands inwardly, and turned his gaze to Mo Qin coldly.