Chapter 1499 The Spiritual Stone of the Divine Wen Society
Chapter 1429 The Spiritual Stone of the Divine Wen Society
That night of Tianfeng, more than a thousand people were killed or injured, and a fire in the underground city destroyed a large amount of property.
If you don't compare it with the attacker's losses, it can definitely be called a tragedy.
But the imperial military and officials are very clear that no matter which aspect the comparison is made, the empire has made a profit.
Needless to say, how much does it cost to buy a supreme life...or how many lives?
But when the empire promotes it, it will definitely call it a tragedy, because that way it can show the innocence of the empire.
What Qu Jianlei couldn't stand the most was that the empire's propaganda would emphasize that hostile forces were trying to rob the empire of certain scientific research results.
There is no need to talk about a certain achievement. It is better to just say that it is the digital phantom that attracts people!
So the tragedy was caused by us...is this the logic?
Qu Jianlei knew that the empire had a need for publicity, but he always felt that his team was suspected of taking the blame!
Forget it, the pure will be purified themselves, and the corrupt will be purified themselves. Didn't you live happily for so many years as a wanted criminal?
Three Supreme Beings searched for five days, and then the blockade ended.
As for the results, the official said there are still suspects at large and it is not convenient to announce the case details at the moment.
In short, I let go, and it didn't take long. The only regret is that the harvest is a bit...
Well, there is no need to regret, the price of a magic weapon has now soared to over one trillion.
When Jing Yuexin bought the Soul Calming Bell, she only spent tens of billions, but the price of the magic weapon has really skyrocketed.
However, everyone did not rush out of the basement, but set up a rain praying array again.
Two days later, there was drizzle and everyone came out.
As expected, there are still people observing, but they are hiding in the dark and cannot be felt by ordinary people.
Qu Jianlei discussed with everyone and decided to stay here for four or five days before leaving.
If you leave in a hurry as soon as you let go, you will easily be stared at.
Now that the main force of the team is here, there is nothing to worry about, but it can easily turn into a fishing trip.
Anyway, as long as you don't leave and walk around Hongyuan City, basically no one will check your identity.
Qu Jianlei simply gave everyone a holiday and allowed them to form groups and wander around freely. Anyway, even if there was an accident, Jia Shuiqing would be able to detect it in time.
He didn't care who he was with. On a rainy day like this, it was quite nice to walk alone on the street and get soaked in the rain.
However, Jing Yuexin said, boss, you can't go shopping alone. This is irresponsible to the team... I will accompany you.
After hearing this, the others dispersed without any objection.
The two of them walked leisurely on the street, ignoring the drizzle in the sky and listening to the rustling sound of light rain falling on the ground.
While walking, Jing Yuexin suddenly said, "For a while, I hated rain...especially when it rains."
"Who doesn't hate rain?" Qu Jianlei's mouth twitched, please, that's not acid rain anymore, it's radiation rain.
"Yeah," Jing Yuexin nodded, "So now...I'm starting to like it again."
Is he the person who likes to accompany you in the rain? Qu Jianlei believes that he is not a pure straight man.
He wondered whether he should speak more clearly and how to grasp the scale.
The next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke in a deep voice, "Don't you want Lain to join? Go and tell her that I agreed."
However, Jing Yuexin had cooperated with him for too long and was not moved at all. Instead, she asked calmly, "Is it very difficult?"
"Not necessarily," Qu Jianlei shook his head, "I didn't want to tell you, but someone is targeting me...or you."
It is a mysterious and mysterious feeling that is difficult to describe in words.
He didn't feel any obvious malice, but hiding in the dark and quietly targeting people, this behavior couldn't be said to be kind, right?
Now that he and Jing Yuexin are separated, he can better determine who the other party is targeting.
As for their safety... speaking in good conscience, he really didn't think there was any problem.
It's not that the Supreme Being is necessarily invincible, but if you want to kill people of their level, you really can't choose a habitable planet.
Especially since this place is still a future star, there is a little bit of movement, and 18 million people have been buried. It really shouldn't be too easy.
All in all, he could feel that there was some unknown existence plotting against him.
It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it's probably not a very good thing.
Just like when the weapon spirit summoned him from afar and threw him high into the sky, who can tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing?
He didn't want Jing Yuexin to be in danger, so he sent her away first.
If the other party was targeting Jing Yuexin, he would be a bystander and would take action faster.
"Understood," Jing Yuexin nodded slightly and pointed diagonally forward, pretending that she intended to go there.
This is the habit of Imperial people. Without those artificial entanglements, they can transform into warriors at any time.
No matter how many questions you have, let's talk about them after the war. The battle is imminent, and we will definitely not talk about what we have and what we don't have.
At this moment, a spiritual consciousness came to Qu Jianlei's mind, "How do you feel that someone is calculating the secrets?"
It was none other than Yi He, who seldom spoke.
His main soul lived in the charcoal, but a ray of soul separated out, which rested on the wrist guard of Qu Jianlei's left hand.
The wrist guard is made of soul-nurturing wood, so he won't lose his soul easily.
"Is it really a secret?" Qu Jianlei asked calmly, "Senior, are you sure?"
"It's a 20% possibility," Yi He replied without hesitation, "The secrets of heaven are so elusive, it's hard to calculate, and even harder to feel!"
Qu Jianlei couldn't help but be stunned, "But you are already a Nascent Soul, so you can't count it?"
Yi He replied coldly, "You are also a Nascent Soul, and you only have a little feeling!"
"What kind of Nascent Soul am I?" Qu Jianlei sighed helplessly, "I am a lonely ghost who grew up in this world!"
"But I am also a casual cultivator!" Yi He replied quietly.
"And look at my current state, am I worthy of being called Nascent Soul?"
"As long as you are alive, there is hope," Qu Jianlei replied calmly, "Now... let's find out?"
"Then let's check it out," Yi He said casually, "I'm a little curious about what's going on with this secret."
After Qu Jianlei and Jing Yuexin separated, they walked forward at right angles.
At this time, more than ten kilometers away, there was a large 12-story dome building, covering an area of more than 100,000 square meters, in the shape of a disk.
Buildings of this height will be seen everywhere in the future, but in terms of floor space, they are indeed a bit scary.
At the dome on the twelfth floor, there is a room of more than 200 square meters, filled with various equipment.
The walls of the room are all covered with projection screens, projecting the surrounding scenery.
If you don't look carefully, you would think that the room is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows.
A skinny old man stood in a corner of the room, looking directly at a large screen erected in front of him.
There was a round table in front of him, exuding a faint luster of alloy, with an octagonal plate embedded in the center of the round table.
The plate is neither gold nor stone. It looks old and has Bagua and Tai Chi patterns on it.
The big screen the old man was looking at was an aerial view of Hongyuan City, with light beams constantly scanning it.
"Alas," he sighed softly and spoke in a deep voice, "It's still not enough, continue to invest in spiritual stones."
Behind him stood three men and one woman, all of whom were of the highest cultivation level.
If any member of the Divine Literary Society saw it, they would be surprised to find that four of the seven giants in the society were here.
But looking at their positions, you can tell that the old man's status is obviously higher.
A burly supreme man walked aside and opened two sealed boxes, "Is two hundred dollars enough?"
The old man frowned slightly and said, "At least one thousand yuan. If you are reluctant to part with it, then I will leave."
The burly Supreme took a look at his three companions and found that no one responded, so he silently opened eight more boxes.
If Qu Jianlei were present, he would be surprised to find that there are a hundred boxes containing a hundred spiritual stones.
There are only ten boxes left that have not been opened yet.
Does the empire have a shortage of spiritual stones? It is indeed a shortage, but now nine thousand pieces have been used in this room.
The light spots on the big screen continued to scan, and then the fan-shaped area became larger and larger!
The old man's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. The four supreme leaders behind him exchanged glances, and they could all see the heavy look in each other's eyes.
The spirit stones were sent into a machine on a conveyor belt, and the machine made an extremely slight motor sound.
After a while, the old man sighed softly and raised his hands to perform the ritual.
It was obviously a very relaxed hand, but when he pinched it, it became heavier and heavier, and he even couldn't help but release a little breath.
The four supreme beings behind him quietly took a few steps back - they really couldn't resist the aura of the supreme beings.
After a while, the old man's forehead began to sweat, and his face became paler.
It lasted for about ten minutes. After finishing a set of hand techniques, he lowered his arms and let out a long breath, "It's getting harder and harder..."
"But this luck... is so strange! Could it be..."
No one answered his words, the atmosphere in the room was extremely solemn, and even the air seemed to be frozen.
After about half an hour, the sound of the machine's motor became softer and quieter, gradually reducing to almost nothing.
The old man shook his head dejectedly, "The consumption has become even greater and we can't continue."
The four people behind him looked at each other, and one of them, a middle-aged man, said, "Sir, there are still a thousand spiritual stones."
"Save it," the old man said expressionlessly, "Another ten thousand yuan won't be enough."
The female Supreme said tentatively, "Then...is 20,000 yuan enough?"
The old man looked at her indifferently and said, "For this little thing, you need 20,000 spiritual stones...do you have that many spiritual stones in the divine writings?"
"Not much," the woman replied in a deep voice, "but isn't the spirit stone just for use on the blade?"
If Da Vinci saw this scene, he would probably vomit blood.
He could clearly know that he had one hundred and thirty-five spiritual stones left, which was really not enough compared to this handiwork.
The power of individuals and organizations is truly incomparable.
However, this decision was only made after the Big Seven met. They believed that this incident was very serious.
The old man shook his head, "You can afford it, but I can't afford it... Let's stop this matter."
