Great Dao Ji

Sixty-six thousand points.

It is ten times more than the Jiufu Realm.

An Qisheng was not surprised. The Jiufu Realm could not breed monsters like Zhu Shang anyway, so it was reasonable that more Dao power was needed.

Entering the Jiufu Realm, he inherited the essence of martial arts of the Jiufu Realm for tens of thousands of years, and even inherited the past and ushered in the future, and derived the three thousand years of Wangquan Dao Sect, and the harvest was extremely huge.

Sixty-six thousand points of Dao power are just a drizzle for him.

However, the world coordinates are incomplete. God knows what world he will enter in the dream, and how many times he will try to find the world where the zombie king is.

"Can the consumption of Dao power make up the world coordinates?"

An Qisheng asked with a move in his heart.

Daoyitu is seriously damaged and has no intelligence at all. It is not as rigid as the first generation of artificial intelligence. In addition to the ability to enter dreams, dream for thousands of years, know oneself, and know everything, he will try to see if other abilities exist.

[Consume Dao power to calculate the world coordinates]

As expected, Dao Yi Tu responded to An Qisheng's question immediately;

[Consume 100 Dao power points to calculate the world coordinates contained in the spiritual imprint within 100 years (Xuanxing time)]

[Consume 10,000 Dao power points to calculate within 1 year]

[Consume 100,000 Dao power points to calculate within 40 days]

[Consume 1 million Dao power points to deduce the complete world coordinates within 4 days]

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An Qisheng was a little speechless.

What was confusing to him was nothing to Dao Yi Tu. As long as the Dao power was enough, it seemed that he could get the complete world coordinates in less than a millisecond.

"In this way, there is a lot of room for maneuver."

After thinking about it, An Qisheng chose to use 100,000 Dao power to calculate the world coordinates.

Although he still had 1.2 million Dao power, this was what he had accumulated over tens of thousands of years for countless people in a world.

It was not easy to come by.

How could it be wasted in vain?

After all, the talisman will disappear in about forty days, and it is wrong to waste it.

It is only about forty days, and he can wait.

After all, although his path does not rely on Dao Yi Tu, he has mastered Dao Yi Tu's ability to enter dreams, insight, and omniscience, but he is still a little far from entering the dream world alone and dreaming about all realms.

Dao power is better than being prepared for any eventuality for him.

Huh!

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and in the distant clouds, a helicopter flapped the airflow and came.

For more than a month, the Special Affairs Bureau has not been idle.

While discussing various destruction countermeasures internally, people came every now and then.

Da Da Da~

The helicopter slowly landed in the distance.

A group of people got off the helicopter.

An Qisheng glanced at it slightly. This time, not only the special operations team came, but also a few ordinary people with loose muscles and bones, who obviously had not practiced kung fu.

An old man with glasses and a short beard, a beautiful girl, and a middle-aged man with glasses.

The three of them, each carrying an instrument, walked towards this place under the support of the special operations team.

The leader was Qiuniu, a disciple of Xue Zheng, Jing Xiaolou's senior brother, and a master of Dan.

"Mr. An!"

As they got closer, the special operations team members including Qiuniu saluted.

"I have been instructed by Master Xue. You are Master Xue's disciple. Don't be too polite."

An Qisheng stood up and saluted in return.

The snowy mountain was howling with cold wind, and he was only wearing a single piece of clothing.

Qiuniu and the others were not surprised, but the three old men were quite surprised.

The snowy mountain here was not too high, but the temperature was more than ten degrees below zero. He was only wearing a single piece of clothing and didn't even set up a tent. He just sat there for more than a month?

The girl looked at it with horror.

Is this still a human?

"Teacher said that the wise should be the teacher, and etiquette should not be abolished."

Qiuniu smiled bitterly, pointed at the three people behind him, and introduced: "This is Dr. Yang Guanglin, and these two are his students, Geng Yingying and Su Xiuwei, who came with us to study the golden coffin this time."

"Hello, Mr. An!"

Yang Guanglin was about fifty or sixty years old, with a thin face and bright eyes. At this time, he took the initiative to step forward, put down the instrument box, and shook hands with An Qisheng.

"Hello, Dr. Yang."

An Qisheng shook hands with him.

He had heard of Yang Guanglin. He was a top scholar in the country, presided over many scientific research projects, and was a national treasure. When he was in Xuanjing before, he collected the spiritual imprints of the top talents, including his disciples.

"I have heard of Mr. An's name for a long time. Seeing him today, he is really extraordinary."

Yang Guanglin sighed slightly.

He knew the martial arts world and had seen many masters of the palace. Although the young man in front of him did not look impressive, he could defeat Mu Longcheng, the first person in the martial arts world, so he would not be a simple person.

Naturally, he was very polite.

"A mere warrior cannot compare to Dr. Yang."

An Qisheng let go of his hand.

In the past three hundred years of Xuanxing, martial arts have made great progress rooted in science and technology, and martial arts have become popular in the country. However, even if boxing is divine, it is not as important to the country as scientific researchers.

This can be seen from Wang Zhixuan's unique status, and the captain of the Dan-level special operations team like Qiuniu has to come to escort Yang Guanglin.

Martial arts can strengthen the body, but science and technology can strengthen the country and the army, and the meaning is different.

"Mr. An is too modest. A person like you would be a land immortal in ancient times, a national teacher, and a big man that the emperor would want to see."

Yang Guanglin smiled.

The two chatted for a few words and after exchanging polite words, the topic turned to the golden coffin.

"Two years ago, after the footage from the Golden Eagle Country was circulated, I started researching these 'outsiders'."

Yang Guanglin rubbed his cold palms and looked at the golden coffin with a hint of sigh in his tone:

"The universe is vast and boundless, and the stars are nothing more than dust. The search for aliens has never stopped, but it's still a bit unbelievable to actually see them."

"What did Dr. Yang gain?"

An Qisheng's heart moved and he asked.

"By studying the corpses of dead aliens, we found that their structures are very similar to ours. This is actually unreasonable. There are many accidents in the birth of human beings. Any slight change will lead to completely different results. In the vast universe, even if there is a second mysterious star, it is unrealistic to give birth to creatures with the same structure as us. "

Yang Guanglin picked up the instrument case and walked towards the golden coffin:

"There are no more examples, so we can't find out the truth behind it. However, the fact that they were able to come to Xuanxing should be due to the operation of space. Whether this is the case, there is no result yet."

No scientific research project can produce results in a short time.

An Qisheng was not too surprised. He just watched a few people walking into the golden coffin and then warned:

"Although this golden coffin is not dangerous, it is best not to touch the talismans on it, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Don't worry, Mr. An."

Geng Yingying put down the instrument case, rubbed her hands, and replied: "Captain Qinglong has already given instructions on similar precautions, and we will not mess with them."

"This is the best."

An Qisheng ignored the three people milling around the golden coffin, took a few steps forward, and walked to the side of Prisoner Niu, who was instructing several subordinates to set up a tent.

As protectors, they naturally want to stay.

After all, three industrious scientific PhDs cannot survive in this snowstorm without anyone to help them.

"Mr. An, the bigotin pill you want is in the plane. I can get it to you later?"

Prisoner Niu saw An Qisheng coming over, smiled slightly and said:

"I have to stay here these days, and I have to ask for your guidance."

"Of course there is no problem with giving advice, but I will be away for a few days and I need you to inform Qinglong."

An Qisheng smiled and said.

The golden coffin fell here, and no one else could move it. It was guarded by the Special Affairs Bureau, and ordinary people couldn't get close. He had already figured out the coordinates of the world, so there was no need to stay in the snow mountain.

"You want to leave?"

Prisoner Niu glanced at the three people who were constantly measuring around the golden coffin, and whispered: "Because the three doctors are interrupting?"

"That's not true."

An Qisheng waved his hand and looked to the west with a faint look in his eyes:

“After sitting quietly for more than a month, it’s time to move around.”

Mu Longcheng's death was not a calm event. Even if the people of Longcheng Group did not come forward temporarily for the sake of stock price, it does not mean that no one really cares about Mu Longcheng's death.

Naturally, he wouldn't wait for them to come to his door.

"You want it."

Qiu Niu's eyelids twitched and he guessed what An Qisheng wanted to do.

Secretly, I couldn't help but click my tongue.

Is this going to eliminate the roots?

"In the past few days, this place will be left to you."

An Qisheng glanced at the golden coffin:

"The talisman cannot be moved. Once it is moved, the consequences will be more serious than what happened before."

After being toyed with by him for more than a month, he didn't need to think about it to know how furious the zombie king was at this moment.

Once he breaks the seal

Qi Niu was heartbroken and nodded solemnly:

"I see."

"That's it, that's good."

An Qisheng didn't say much, his steps moved with the wind, and his body rose and fell before he reached the helicopter.

He grabbed it casually, picked up the wooden box containing Bigu Pill, and floated away.

It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the snow.

In France, Bacheng, there is a world-famous iron tower with three floors and a huge observation deck.

At this time, there was a party going on.

There were more than twenty people sitting on both sides of the big table.

Among these twenty people were old and young, men and women, people of all skin colors, some majestic, some tall, some skinny, some petite, all dressed in different ways.

The only thing that is the same is that these people all have a calm aura, their eyes are full of energy, and they are like wolves and tigers. They are all obviously great masters of kung fu.

At this time, on the huge viewing platform, you could hear a pin drop. Dozens of people were seated but there was no sound at all.

Only the sound of fingers tapping on the table sounded like a drum.

Sitting at the end of the long table is a well-proportioned mixed-race young man wearing casual clothes and short hair.

His name is Yan Changsha, one of the three leaders of the Begging Society.

He has a high nose, thin lips, and deep eyes. With a playful smile on his face, he looks at the other end of the long table, a tall white man with blue eyes:

"Potter, do you know what you are talking about?"

Potter sat upright and answered seriously:

"You will die"

Chapter 2