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Chapter 1702 - Qinglong Temple

"Amitabha, thank you!"

The fission monk bowed slightly.

Jehoifu left first.

Within a radius of thirty steps, there was no one except Li Bai and the monk, and no soldiers were watching nearby.

"Is there anything wrong with Qinglong Temple looking for me?"

Li Bai was wandering around his mind and couldn't find any memories of "Qinglong Temple".

Even the name of this temple is the first time I heard about it today.

Because the information is incomplete, he has no way to judge the other party's purpose for a while.

However, the origin of being able to board the government helicopter with the Interpol representative is probably a bit unsimple.

Of course, there are still some doubts, and Li Bai has reserved it, but he did not reveal it rashly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just doing some small things."

It can be seen that this fission master is trying to show himself as friendly as possible so that Li Bai will not be nervous or afraid.

After all, in some circles in China, the status of Qinglong Temple in the martial arts world is no less than that of Zhongnan Mountain behind the Jiuzhou Metaphysics Society, and even the Five Old Peaks are not as good as that of the Five Old Peaks.

The monks need education and education. They all start with a master's degree in Tsinghua University or Peking University. They speak kindly and gentlely, and seem to be harmless. However, the masters of Qinglong Temple are respectfully called nuclear weapons. Each of them is a human-shaped nuclear weapon. Whether it is a civil and military battle, they have a decisive amount of pressure suppression in any dispute.

For Li Bai, every taciturn monk is a pretentious criminal. He is a little confused about the other party's methods, but he still said carefully: "Master, please speak!"

The fission monk immediately said straight to the point: "I want to ask about the progress of the 507 temporary operation team. Something seems to have happened here."

I am not Zhihu, and I can find any answer. When I heard from the other party about 507, Li Bai's eyebrows slightly raised.

"What kind of identity do you ask about this?"

Most people don’t necessarily know the number “507”.

There have never been any cool and powerful names in China. They often use numbers as unit names, such as 404, 616, 748 and 914. The guise of "Qinglong Temple" is mostly just a signboard that is open to the public, not necessarily a real internal number.

"Qinglong Temple and 507 are parallel units, but the focus is different. If 507 cannot be handled, then Qinglong Temple will take over. As the representative of Qinglong Temple, I am only asking about public information. Please do not have any concerns."

The fission monk understood Li Bai's concerns very well. After all, before he came, he had no notice at all. Even if the person he was facing was not the leader of any action team, he still had no intention of underestimating it.

In other words, every sentence and every expression is very good at being a human being, making people feel very comfortable.

"Zhao Ziwu and I brought two people from the Mountain Spring Club, one is an indigenous cultural expert, and the other is a translator and negotiator. As the first mover, we will be the first to enter here..."

Li Bai nodded. Some things are indeed not necessary to hide. There are too many people who know them and it is easy to find out from various channels. Since the other party said that, he would briefly tell them with the flow.

As one of the parties involved, his words are naturally more promising and more detailed in details. This is one of the main reasons why the fission monk did not look for others but found Li Bai.

The other two parties involved, Professor Yamada, an indigenous South American culture expert who works for the Yama Spring Association, was a little miserable. He was like those Kakayas, and he was about to go crazy.

The giant rocks disappeared along with the temple. What disappeared was not only the holy rocks and buildings that were seen on the surface, but also the murals, stone sculptures, structures, utensils and many knots with cultural heritage.

Especially those knots that can only be interpreted by Kakaya people. Now that things are gone, Kakaya people naturally lose their ancient heritage passed down from generation to generation, leaving only some things passed down by word of mouth. The research value has dropped sharply, just like a top girl with a score of 99 points turned into a 99 kilograms of heavy weight from the sky in the blink of an eye. Is there anyone who wants to die?!

So the old expert is currently drinking water, and he is dying and is almost unable to survive.

"That giant rock was finally missing?!"

After listening to Li Bai's story, the fission monk was still unable to accept that the temporary operation team of the 507th Institute would encounter such a bizarre thing during the execution of the mission.

Even though more than one person had seen with his own eyes that there was a huge rock comparable to a hill in the center of the "meteorite sinkhole", no one expected that this big stone would disappear without saying that it would be gone, and the whole process would be silent.

"Yes, that's it!"

Li Bai spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

He didn't take it, it was Hong Li, so he had nothing to do with his hands.

After accidentally devouring a "Lingshan", the space of the Glazed Pearl has increased by more than a hundred times. Before that, several real hills have been thrown in, but they have only just filled a gap in a corner. Now they are thrown into a giant rootless rock, like a stone thrown into a pond, which is still early to fill.

"Then do you know where the giant rocks are? No, you don't know?"

The fission monk followed Li Bai's words and was about to continue asking, but as soon as he spoke, he changed his mind halfway and shook his head on his own.

I was asking Yu Biao, thinking that if Li Bai knew, others should know more, and it would not have become a mystery of missing person at all.

Actually, I know! Li Bai really wants to say that.

But the fission monk's attention had turned elsewhere and said, "Do you know the things from Tianxia Academy?"

School 507 only needs the funds, technology and materials taken away by this group of defectors. As for people, it will rain and mother wants to get married. Since they don’t like to stay in the local area, they can just live in any place. They are too lazy to care about it and don’t want to care about it.

"Master can make the decision for 507?"

Li Bai looked up and down at the monk from Qinglong Temple.

According to the process, the seized from Tianxia College should be handed over 507, and then redistributed according to relevant regulations or taken back to the national treasury.

Qinglong Temple is not a superior of 507, but when asked such a question, it is obvious that it is a bit beyond the reach of it.

"Well, is it in your hands?"

The fission monk narrowed his eyes slightly and keenly noticed Li Bai's subtext.

You can guess so much with just a rhetorical question, but it seems that it is not as simple as harmless as humans and animals on the surface.

For a moment, Li Bai had the illusion that he had encountered a senior colleague.

Not to mention playing with people’s hearts, just understanding the hearts is a compulsory skill in studying psychology and mental health. Even if you can’t guess what you think, it’s a waste of it!

Direct CT, B-ultrasound, MRI... and more... I will take a look at blood routines, HIV, syphilis, tumor markers, etc., and be a tool, doctors can prescribe medicine honestly, and they also need nonsense medical skills. The computer big data system can complete most diagnosis alone.

"Please wait, I have to ask first!"

Li Bai did not take on this rashly.

The most important thing for a person is to have self-knowledge and never be smart.

Although I can't guess the other party's trick, someone can help him.

"please!"

The fission monk is not in a hurry.

Li Bai left first, and he found Shi Boxue.

"Captain Shi, Qinglong Temple knows?"

"Hey, Qinglong, I am, I am..."

Qingyao's demon girl had a sharp ear and immediately ran over to show her saint. She was pressed down on the spot and then let Xiao Hongli drag her away.

This demon girl really has to mix everything up, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.

"Qing, Qinglong, Temple?! Where did you hear it?"

Shi Boxue ignored the intrusion of Qingyao's demon girl, but stared at Li Bai with her eyes wide open, but her hair was blowing behind her.

"There is a monk from Qinglong Temple who is looking for me. His magic name is fission. I wonder if there is anyone called fugen. It's quite strange. Hey, Team Leader Shi, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Shi Boxue's expression getting worse and wrong, Li Bai couldn't help but reach out and sway in front of the other side.

Brother, do you want to register a registration?

"No, I'm fine, Qinglong Temple!"

After taking a deep breath, Shi Boxue vomited out again, his face gradually returned to normal, and soon he said with some confusion: "No! The action team did not make any mistakes, and the task was completed, so there was no need for Qinglong Temple to come forward."

Even if you come out to rob me of halfway, the timing is not right.

"Hey, Team Leader Shi, do you know Qinglong Temple?"

Li Bai's focus is whether this Qinglong Temple is really his own person and whether it is appropriate to appear at the moment.

Anyway, he, a doctor with a staffing, doesn't want to care about things within the system, so you can be happy.

"He wants something, right?"

Shi Boxue sighed and did not answer Li Bai's question.

"You know?"

Li Bai was a little surprised. Why did his IQ suddenly increase?

They can even play puzzles!

"You have something in your hands, so give it to this fission master!"

Shi Boxue thought about it and said that the people from the operation group were temporarily detained by the government army. They would not get the things from Tianxia Academy for a while. The people from Qinglong Temple came at the right time.

"What if it's fake?"

Li Bai did not expect that Team Leader Shi would give it as soon as he said it, and did not verify whether he was a liar.

"Ha, who dares to pretend to be Qinglong Temple? Even if you take it, you won't take it for a long time!"

Shi Boxue sneered at it.

In order to deal with these defectors from the Jiuzhou Metaphysic Society, the 507th Institute organized a temporary operation team to pursue and suppress. It was not because it could not find a man and was raised from the local scattered soldiers and wandering warriors, but to avoid the local wizards who only knew how to play with things all day long and did not even have a single one to fight. By the way, they practiced soldiers and trained people to be more meaningful.

If Qinglong Temple takes action, whether it is Sanjiang Pavilion, the Great God Club, or the other Sanjiang, it will be destroyed and no longer exists for one week at most.

Even the Wu Lao Peak and Zhongnan Mountain above the Jiuzhou Xuanxue Society will be very afraid of existence like Qinglong Temple at any time.

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