The middle-aged captain stood on the deck, looking motionless into the distance.
Edward leaned over and winked: "Boss, what good news did the Guardian of Shark Kingdom bring this time?"
The middle-aged captain rolled his eyes: "You crow's mouth, stay away from me."
Edward was startled: "A crow's mouth? It means a very accurate prophecy in Chinese, right? Boss, what exactly did she tell you? Why do you feel that you are a little uneasy?"
"It's just that I'm restless. I'm thinking... that's okay."
The middle-aged captain paused, his eyes slightly complicated, and said through the voice: "She asked me... no, she asked me to go to the Huaya Federation and contact the Immortal Organization. Their little saint and another noble
In the immortal organization."
Edward opened his mouth in surprise: "Isn't that right? The senior leaders of Same Kingdom believe it too? They are aliens who are very wary of humans. How can they be fooled so easily? Well, let's just assume that the Immortal Organization really exists. Boss, what are you going to do?
What to do? Return to Zhonglu?"
The middle-aged captain sighed: "Of course I don't want to. But the Boundless Deep Sea Country is one of our biggest guarantees in the sea outside the territory. Offending them will have a great impact on future business."
Edward looked thoughtful: "It is said that the Boundless Deep Sea Kingdom is at war with Atlantic Deep Sea City. If that doesn't work, we will go to the waters controlled by Atlantic Deep Sea City. Although they believe in shadow, we only do business and don't get involved."
As soon as he finished speaking, a projection appeared in the air behind the giant ship, standing between the sky and the sea. Looking from a distance, it was actually a thousand meters high.
It was a throne located above the abyss of the sea. The man in black robe sitting on the throne stared at the middle-aged captain and said with an inexplicable expression: "Jiang He, the king of smuggling, if you are willing to do this city lord a favor, you will be exempted from exemption for the next three years."
Your navigation dues."
The middle-aged captain pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "City Lord, please speak."
"Go to the Central Continent, find the Immortal Organization, and send a message for me. Just say, 'God, I am very interested in you, and I hope your organization can consider it.'"
The projection dissipates.
Different from the previous shark transmissions, the man in black robe was directly exposed in front of everyone.
What he said was heard by all the cultivators on the ship.
"No way. The Free City has also recognized that immortal organization? What does 'God is very interested' mean?"
Edward Taylor turned to look at the middle-aged captain: "Boss..."
Jiang He glared at him fiercely: "Shut up! You are not allowed to talk to me from now on! You crow-mouthed, broom star!"
Edward spread his hands with an innocent expression, and then suddenly thought of something: "Atlantic Deep Sea City is one of the free cities that believe in shadows, and it is a mortal enemy of the Infinite Deep Sea Kingdom of the Sharks, but their attitudes towards the immortal organization are similar... It seems
, are all gentle?”
Jiang He smiled faintly and said: "Not only is he gentle, but he is also full of fear. Especially Youying, the message he asked us to pass seems to have the intention of sowing discord."
Edward was shocked and said in disbelief: "Behind Atlantic Deep Sea City is the Shadow Organization, and behind the Shadow are alien gods and demons, but the [gods and demons] are afraid of the [immortal]?
Boss, this immortal organization not only really exists, but it is also very powerful! No, it is super powerful! I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
The king of smuggling Jiang He shook his head: "You guy. Go and tell the whole ship to change course, new coordinates, Central China!"
…
Under the same night.
Zhonglu College, on the Ghost Tower.
A plate of peanuts, a plate of vinegar, and a pot of old wine.
A middle-aged man in a green robe leaned alone against the high pavilion, sat on the railing, and leisurely watched the system forum.
His cell phone kept ringing with messages and calls.
But he didn't answer any of them, didn't even look at them, and was concentrating on reading the forum posts.
Until the girl's impatient voice sounded.
"If you don't want to answer or watch, just turn it off! It's annoying me!"
Nie Yuanfeng put down the panel, turned around and smiled: "Please forgive me for being ill and not being able to get up to greet you."
The silver-haired girl walked out of the air with a grumpy face. She grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing them: "Come on, when you still had your legs, you weren't very polite to me! These phone calls and text messages
People, let me guess, the Qin family? The Hu family? The Detective Association? Or the Bureau of Investigation? Haha, do they all hope that you, Mr. Nie, can personally come forward to characterize the merchant and completely plunge the merchant into the abyss? "
Nie Yuanfeng said: "I dare not call myself a giant in front of my seniors. It is true that the merchants have been too ostentatious over the years and have annoyed the Immortal Organization. Even if you, ancestor, come out of seclusion and face the Immortal Organization, you will not be able to get any benefits."
Shang Ying's eyes flickered, with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Then what is your attitude? How do you plan to treat that member of the Immortal Organization?"
"He..."
Nie Yuanfeng seemed to be used to the silver-haired girl's change of expression, and said with a smile: "I always feel that his rise in Canghai Academy so quickly is not entirely due to the Immortal Organization. Besides, he and I have a pretty good chat, so I
I hope he can take up a position in the Immortal Organization as soon as possible, the higher the better."
Shang Ying murmured: "Sure enough, Zhonglu College can't hide anything from you. So, you also think that the Immortal Organization really exists..."
Nie Yuanfeng asked: "Senior, what do you mean?"
Shang Ying said quietly: "It's nothing. The culprit of the business has been eliminated. I'll come over and let you know."
Nie Yuanfeng looked at the thin figure and silver hair leaving in the wind, and murmured in a low voice: "The descendants are unworthy and will bring harm to the ancestors. 'You also think that the Immortal Organization really exists'... What does this mean?
?etc……"
An incredible thought flashed through Nie Yuanfeng's mind.
"Does Senior Shang Ying think that the Immortal Organization does not really exist but... is a huge lie compiled by an unprecedented genius who has shocked the past and present?"
Rao, who was always as calm as him, was slightly startled by the "hint" given by the merchant ancestor, and it took him a while to regain his senses.
The wind rises from the high tower, causing the blue shirt to sway.
Nie Yuanfeng sighed softly: "So, is paranoia also a manifestation of split personality? But why, I feel similar."
…
early morning.
Zhou Yue opened his eyes.
He immediately looked at the panel clock next to him - six o'clock, six minutes and five seconds.
"One second left."
Zhou Yue murmured.
The early alarm clock he set in the spiritual world last night was 6:06:06.
Half a month ago, when he started doing this "little training" in Bai Yan's notes, the error was about one minute.
Half a month later, he had reduced the error to about one second.
The accuracy is equivalent to a 60-fold improvement.
Using mind power to control the body's biological clock is something that many mind practitioners can do.
Of course, there will be errors.
But few mindfulness practitioners would think of integrating this method into their daily mindfulness practice.
In Grandmaster Bai Yan's philosophy, the practice of mindfulness does not distinguish between occasions and time.
Every moment, whenever you do anything, you can practice mindfulness and practice mindfulness skills.
"Psychic Alarm Clock" is just one of them.
Zhou Yue still agreed with this.
The diary notes left by Grandmaster Bai Yan have already become another set of "cultivation textbooks" for Zhou Yue in addition to the teaching materials of Zhonglu College.
"But having said that, I can increase my telekinesis value just by relying on my clone Kun. I really don't know why I'm forcing myself so much."
Zhou Yue complained casually, opened the panel system and entered the forum.
"Um?"
As he expected, the entire system forum has exploded.
From Beidao District, to Canghai Academy, to Mid-Continent District, to Huaya Federation, system forums at all levels have all fallen into a state of feverish discussion.
But the painting style completely deviated from Zhou Yue's prediction.
"Who knows how to join the Immortal Organization? Please help! I am willing to be rewarded with ten villas in the capital!"
"The Immortal Organization - this is a behind-the-scenes organization that is even more shadowy than a shadow! Behind it are gods and demons that are older than the alien gods and demons a hundred years ago!"
"According to the latest research, it is confirmed that the members of the Immortal Organization should all be miraculous humans who evolved from miraculous creatures, and are half humans and half spiritual beasts."
"The authorities of the Federal Council have explicitly prohibited the promotion of the existence of the Immortal Organization to surface cities."
…
"Why are everyone talking about the Immortal Organization?"
Zhou Yue looked at the posts one after another in the forum and fell into deep thought.
The Immortal Organization is about to become completely popular.