Yuan Xing looked around again and could see that he was a master and there were only ten of them, and most of them were scholars and monks.

It seemed to see his thoughts and explained to Ling: "Except for some hidden worlds, there are only twenty-one masters above the sixth level registered nationwide. Some are in charge of their duties and cannot be kept away from them, and some are stationed overseas for many years. Now all of them are here."

Yuan Xing was a little disappointed at the beginning. He didn't expect that so many people in the country were so experts. But after thinking that the spiritual energy has not been revived for many years, he felt relieved.

It is no wonder that the Supervisor's Office attached so much importance to it as soon as I exposed it and the other party tried to satisfy it. It was because of the current shortage of high-end combat power.

While thinking, I saw two staff members of the Mingjing Division whom I had seen before walking to the rostrum and set up a large curtain.

Then, one of the young men wearing glasses began to fiddle with the white object in his hand in a ball-shaped shape. After a moment, a ray of light shot out from the sphere and was casting on the curtain.

It seemed like a movie was played, and a picture appeared on the screen. Another middle-aged fat man with short white hair smiled and said, "Everyone, my name is Lu Anguo, and I am the head of the Mingjing Department of the Governor's Office. The influence in front of me was provided by a newly developed Sword II spider robot from my country. This robot is characterized by a small figure and flexible movement, which is very suitable for reconnaissance operations. Next, we will use it to conduct this exploration."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was very uproar.

"Didn't it mean that fog will isolate signals? How does the robot act?"

“Can a robot come in and out?”

"The fog really blocks the signal." Lu Anguo clapped his hands hard, and waited for the noise from the four outside to be lowered before explaining: "Our Mingjingsi has a unique way to receive another signal, which is what everyone sees in front of him. In fact, this spider robot sets the program in advance and has no control." At this point, he nodded to a staff member of the Supervisor's Office standing aside.

The latter quickly activated the button in his hand.

Then, everyone saw the picture change and kept moving forward, as if it was moving towards the fog very quickly, and soon walked into the range of the stone pillar.

The moment the fog entered, the picture trembled slightly and turned black. Just as everyone thought they had lost the signal, the color on the curtain was restored.

Yuan Xing heard a breath beside him, and secretly admired that with this thing, he could at least see the situation in the fog, and the rescue work below was conveniently carried out.

The next picture was very surprising. It was almost the early morning night, but the thick fog was as bright as daytime. Because of the limited vision, I couldn't see where the light was, but this could make the surrounding situation clearer.

"I have done an experiment before and found this situation, so I dared to send a robot at night." Lu Anguo explained softly.

The next ten minutes will be a boring time. Because there is no sound, everyone can only see the robot's front legs moving, stepping on flowers and plants, bypassing the trees and rocks, and moving all the way.

"The direction set this time is the central altar. Unless it is severely disturbed by a magnetic field, the Sword II will never deviate from the target. At its speed, it will take about half an hour to reach the destination." Lu Anguo looked at his watch and spoke again.

Everyone nodded, but their eyes did not leave the curtain for a moment. After all, it was related to more than a hundred lives, and the range that could be seen now was really limited. No one dared to take it lightly and let go of any clue.

"Strange, why can't you see small animals? You can't even see one mouse or ant?" After about ten minutes, someone in the crowd muttered in a low voice.

"Maybe it was because the robot was moving too much?" someone said.

"The thick fog itself is weird enough, and it is not uncommon to have no animal movement."

"Oh, it would be great if there was a sound. You can infer something by the sound of birds and insects." Many people present shook their heads and sighed.

"There should be no animals, at least there are no animals with a size greater than domestic cats." Lu Anguo explained again: "The Sword II type is equipped with a thermal sensing instrument. If there are large animals within the sensing range, it will automatically change vision."

After about ten minutes, the screen on the curtain changed for the first time, and it was obvious that the observation angle was rising, and everyone quickly cheered up. Sure enough, the next moment, a shadow of a human appeared in the picture.

It was not just a person, but a group of people gathered together and sat on the ground.

"They are still alive?" Someone shouted excitedly. But in a second, his voice stuck. As the robot approached, the picture became clearer. I saw that the group of people sitting on the ground all closed their eyes, with different expressions on their faces, some were crying in pain, some were smiling at the corners of their mouths, and some were distorted and hysterical. The scene in the field was indescribable.

"What are they..." Everyone frowned, but the picture was still changing, and it was obvious that the robot was still moving forward, so they could only hold back the questions in their hearts for the time being and continue to watch.

The robot strictly follows the command and does not stay for one more second. Soon, it stays away from the group of people and moves forward again.

A few minutes later, a shadow of a human finally appeared on the curtain. The expressions of these people were similar to those of the previous group, with all their expressions on their faces and their eyes closed. But the difference was that they did not sit on the ground, but were lined up in a row two or three meters apart, like legendary zombies, with their hands and feet stiff and slowly moving forward. The movements were not uniform, but the pace was extremely consistent.

"It's so evil." Xiang Ling couldn't help but take a breath.

Yuan Xing beside her was also frowning. Although everyone in the picture should be alive, it seems that he has lost his sense of self. Is there anything in the fog that can affect people's intelligence?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly shuddered, stood up with a whisper, staring at a corner of the curtain.

There were many people who reacted the same way as him, and they all looked at the oval aperture in front of them in surprise.

I saw that the row of "zombies" were entering the aperture one by one in an orderly manner, and the figure disappeared instantly.

The aperture is obviously the destination of the robot. The aperture in the picture becomes larger and larger, closer and closer until it fills the entire screen, and then flashes, and no image appears on the screen...

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The buzzing discussion filled the entire venue, and the familiar gathered together and whispered together, talking about the scene I just saw, all of whom were frowning.

Yuan Xing sat in the corner with a serious expression, and he was very familiar with the appearance of the aperture.

"Is that the Taoist sect?" He asked Jin Chan in his heart.

"Yes, but I don't know where to go."

"This is so troublesome." Yuan Xing almost moaned and sighed. The troubles of the "Eternal Immortal Dynasty" there were not over yet, and a portal to other worlds appeared here. The Great Yong Dynasty really didn't stop.

He was communicating with Jin Chan in his heart. Lu Anguo on the rostrum also discussed with his assistant and stood up and asked loudly: "What do you think about what you just discovered?"

"There is no doubt that all the lost people are alive, but they are hypnotized by some unknown force." An old expert wearing glasses replied: "The figure of Master Li of Zhenlongguan was not seen in the image. Could it be that he has entered that aperture, what is that aperture?"

Lu Anguo glanced at the old expert and nodded: "I have passed the video to the oral expert here. The people who appear in the image are indeed in a state of being controlled, and the words they say are also varied, similar to 'sorry' and 'I miss you', they should be controlled. As for the aperture..." He frowned: "It's not clear yet, maybe it's the portal of underground space." He hesitated and obviously did not reveal his words in his heart.

"Will Master Li be controlled too?" At this time, someone spoke again.

"Impossible. Looking at the reactions of those people on the picture, it feels like being in the heart-refining array of our Taoist schools." Zhenren Chang Hua, the master of the True Dragon Temple, stood up and shouted: "Shu Yao entered the mountains to practice Taoism since he was a child. His Taoism was firm, and the old Taoist felt inferior. What's more, he was gifted and had amazing spiritual awareness since he was a child. He rarely went down the mountain. He never did anything wrong. I don't believe that he would be controlled. There must be something inside that prevented him from getting out of it."

"What else are you discussing? There are so many experts here this time, let's go in and fuck him together." A short-haired beauty in leather jacket slammed the table and stood up: "Even if there are really weird people inside, can she beat so many people?"

"That's really unsure." Lu Anguo smacked his lips in distress: "Dao Li had already broken through the eighth level a year ago. Such masters can be entangled. Most of us are only at the sixth level, and we may not be our opponents..."

When Chang Hua heard this, he stood up, knocked on the table with a cigarette pot, and sighed: "The little disciple is deeply trapped in it, how can the old Taoist sit still? I'll go."

"Don't..." Lu Anguo waved his hand quickly and said anxiously: "Don't be impulsive. Beijing has now invited two overseas eighth-level masters to return. They will arrive tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It's not too late to discuss it at that time." Zhenlong Temple has very close cooperation with the country, and Chang Hua Zhenren is the Taishan Beidou in the cultivation world. He has a great relationship. He really dared not let the other party take risks.

"Yes, Master, maybe the eldest brother is really just entangled, so you'd better wait." The little Taoist priest next to the real person also repeatedly persuaded him.

When the old Taoist priest heard the dissuasion, he showed hesitation on his face. He was very clear about the strength of the eldest disciple. Although it was nominally eighth level, because of the special nature of the practice technique, he had the Dragon Sword passed down from his ancestors. His strength was actually not far from his own. To be honest, letting him in, he was not sure.

But the great disciple really makes a mistake...

He was thinking about it, but a peaceful voice came from the corner: "I'd better go in and take a look!"

Turning his head, I saw a monk in a gray robe standing up slowly in the corner. The monk was tall and thin, and seemed to be young. He had a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which looked gentle and kind, which was exactly the same as Yuanxing.

"Huh?" The short-haired beauty who had spoken before was embarrassed. When she heard this, she turned her head and looked the monk up and down. She frowned in a bad tone and asked, "Which are you?" Logically speaking, Yuanxing is also an internet celebrity. Many people across the country have seen his videos and photos. But since he entered the innate world, he has been practicing hard in Tianchan Temple for a year, and now he is close to returning to the essence. In addition, he is kind and kind, but he looks no different from the practitioners present, so he is regarded as an ordinary person.

Yuan Xing was stunned, pushed the glasses on his nose, and then he realized, smiling and bowed: "Yuan Xing, the island city, has met the donor."

In his family, except for a few people, the rest of the warriors and psychics looked at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, the famous Monk Yuanxing was so young.

Only the strange figure in Chang Hua's eyes, his lips trembled for a moment before asking in disbelief: "You, have you broken through to the innate world?"

This is the same place, and the scene is in a strange silence.
Chapter completed!