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"The big head on it looks like a document captured in the sea. However, the 'Spiritual Light Capture Technique' here is really amazing. It can print the silhouette of a person so clearly on it without consuming a single bit of spiritual energy."

Xiong Kuohai looked at Dan Qingzi's shoulder, pondered for a moment, and said, "Dan Qingzi, how is your injury?"

With a thought, Dan Qingzi understood what Xiong Kuohai meant.

The two encountered ghost fog and were trapped in a foreign land. They should work together to find the way back.

But if the deadly wounds caused by each other remain on each other, it will not be so easy to resolve the conflict.

Dan Qingzi stretched his shoulders, and said, "It's okay, Xiong... fellow daoist, how about you?"

"I'm fine too." Xiong Kuohai waved his hand.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

In fact, their cultivation bases are between brothers, no matter who wants to cause fatal damage to the other party, they will have to pay a terrible price, and they will spend three days and three nights until they hit the ghost fog.

Now, looking at the surrounding forests and the obviously different blue sky and white clouds above his head, it is natural to figure out where he is first, and then slowly map it.

Xiong Kuohai woke up a little earlier than Dan Qingzi, but wandered around for a long time, surrounded by forests, and found nothing except this piece of paper. We can only speculate that because of the weak spiritual energy in this place, even if it is not the legendary "tenth ring" ", at least the eighth ring, the secular world of the ninth ring.

However, they have never heard of which secular world has such an exquisite "spiritual light catching shadow technique", and there is such a "big stomach king".

King Chuge with a big stomach, which road is this king?

While they were looking at each other, confused, there was a deafening roar in the sky.

When they looked up, Dan Qingzi and Xiong Kuohai saw four supersonic fighter jets flying geese, flying across the sky, but leaving four neat white lines behind them.

The four were shocked at the same time.

"Is that the monk here?

"But why are their flying swords so big?

"The aura here is obviously so thin,

Why are they walking with swords so fast?

"Did they take me here, but why did they leave me alone?"

Ten thousand question marks appeared in the minds of the two immortal cultivators who had just crossed over.

At this moment, in the bushes to the left of the two, a voice of "Wooooohoo" suddenly sounded.

Dan Qingzi drew out his long sword, and Xiong Kuohai swung his huge axe, both of them were taken aback.

"What's going on, there's obviously no breath of life, what is making the strange noise?"

The two looked at each other, swallowed their saliva in unison, licked their chapped lips, and approached the bush step by step.

After turning around the bushes, but still not finding any ambushes, Dan Qingzi carefully poked open the bushes with his long sword, and found a weird thing "planted" on the ground.

This thing is like a magic weapon made of some kind of metal, with a round head and a round head, half buried in the ground, it seems to be connected to the underground pipes, and it cannot be pulled out easily.

The half of the exposed ground is covered with a layer of metal mesh. When you put your hand on it, you can still feel a clear vibration, and the sound is coming from inside.

After careful identification, half of the voice was a dialect that the two immortal cultivators could not understand, and the other half was the language of the immortal world!

"...Hello everyone, it's time for the "Voice of the Earth" program of Lingshan Radio Station again.

"Today, we still want to call on all the cultivating friends who have just traveled to the earth to let go of their doubts and vigilance, and stop hiding, open their arms and join our warm and warm family of the earth.

"As I said yesterday, the earth is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The people on the earth are just like the people in the world of cultivating immortals. They are hardworking, brave, and peace-loving. No force can stop our yearning for peace and happiness.

"The following will broadcast to you the list of the latest batch of immortal cultivators who have volunteered to stand up and register and are willing to form a deep friendship with the people of the earth. These immortal cultivators will join us as honorary citizens of Lingshan City and work with the general public to build the best tomorrow...

"The following will broadcast the list of the latest batch of immortal cultivators who resisted and were arrested and killed. Each of these immortal cultivators is heinous and sinful. They are notorious even in the immortal cultivating world, and they are hated by both humans and gods..."

Dan Qingzi and Xiong Kuohai squatted beside the loudspeaker, listening so engrossed that they didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, they seemed to hear a familiar name.

"Yan Luo—the surname Luo of the Yan Mo Sect is the altar master?"

The two were taken aback.

The last disciple of the Yanmo Sect was offered a sky-high reward by most of the world of cultivating immortals, but he got away with it and disappeared. They had heard a little about these things in Danzong and Bahaimen.

Unexpectedly, such an insidious, cunning, and scheming guy fell into the hands of an earthling, that big stomach king Chu Ge.

No wonder people on earth want to print this Chu Ge's profile picture, publicize it widely, and pay homage to it.

Soon, a long list of business-like news and propaganda was broadcast, followed by the speeches of several immortal cultivators.

"I am Tong Zhenjia, a nineteenth-generation outer disciple of Julimen. If it is fake, I will never dare to pretend to be a substitute. I appeal to all Taoist friends who have traveled to the earth like me but are afraid to show their heads, don't hide. Come out quickly, you can eat and drink here on Earth, and you can also solve the problem of some cultivation resources. It is much better than eating and sleeping in the wilderness. I have finished the dry food I brought, and I have to come out sooner or later, why not take advantage of the current policy, come out and register actively, and you can still receive the venture fund!"

What Tong Zhenjia spoke was naturally the language of the world of cultivating immortals.

Julimen is not far from Danzong and Bahaimen, and there is nothing difficult to understand in each other's accents.

But Dan Qingzi and Xiong Kuohai just don't quite understand what Tong Zhenjia's "policies" and "startup funds" are.

"Feng Zijun, the daughter of the lord of Phoenix Feather Immortal Palace, I have asked you all for your friendship."

Another clear and playful female voice came out, "Since you are here, you will be at ease. I know that many fellow Taoists have just crossed over and are still deeply vigilant about the Earth Alliance, but vigilance alone cannot accomplish anything Yes, hiding in a corner and waiting to die is not an option after all.

"You may not have heard of my name, but you must always believe in the power of Phoenix Feather Immortal Palace. If we have any troubles on Earth, my father will not let it go.

"So, come out and take the initiative to register. Our 'Lingshan Cultivation Exchange Meeting' welcomes fellow Taoists to come to us at any time, and we monks will join in this grand event!"

The little palace master also said a lot.

It explained in detail how to enter the city, how to find the relevant departments, how to resolve misunderstandings if discovered by the earth's military forces, and other details.

Hearing this, Dan Qingzi and Xiong Kuohai were secretly shocked. They didn't expect that even the daughter of Yuanying from Fengyu Immortal Palace would be involved. What a tyrannical force this "Earth Alliance" is.

Could it be that all the immortal cultivators who were swallowed by the ghost fog in the past traveled here?

"Fellow Daoist Xiong, do you think this... is true?" Dan Qingzi asked.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

Xiong Kuohai said in a deep voice: "The guy who claimed to be from the Juli Gate just now spoke with an accent from the Juli Gate area."

The world of cultivating immortals is vast, with different regions, and the accents are naturally endless. Although they can understand each other, there are many subtle changes in accents, which are difficult for non-natives to distinguish one by one.

If it is a fictional "Julimen", there is no reason to learn such a similar accent.

"There is also a daughter of Nascent Soul, this..."

Dan Qingzi smiled wryly, "Isn't someone impersonating someone?"

"Think about it—"

Xiong Kuohai said, "If the Earth Alliance dares to pretend to be the daughter of a Nascent Soul, they are obviously not too afraid of the thunder and wrath of a Nascent Soul."

The implication is that they will naturally not be afraid of rising stars like Dan Qingzi and Xiong Kuohai.

Compared with the mysterious and tyrannical Earth Alliance, the two of them are too small to resist at all.

"This Fengdao friend seems to have left a way to find... the relevant department?" Dan Qingzi's tongue was a little knotted, he was still not used to these new words.

"That's right, she said, there is a storage box behind every radio station set up in the wild." Xiong Kuohai circled the loudspeaker twice, and sure enough, he found an orange-red cross on the ground. storage box.

The box was not locked.

It was still Dan Qingzi who opened it with his sword. Of course there was no hidden weapon inside, but a compass, a map, and a locator.