The reason why Jing Zeyue had been distracted was that the martial arts thesis before him had attracted too much of his attention.
"ESP ability? Interesting... Hmph... Really interesting. "
Of course, it was not just Zuo Qingcang's ability names that were interesting. The explanations and hypotheses regarding the brain's principles, the mechanism of how the Qi of Qi of Vital Essence worked, and so on all made Jing Zeyue feel excited. This was an emotion that he had not felt for several hundred years.
The key was that the theories in Zuo Qingcang's thesis were not imaginary but had been proven step by step. It was clear and logical, and even if there were over ten hypothetical experiments, one would not be able to pick out any mistakes.
Jing Zeyue was a top notch expert in Dao techniques from ancient times. Although he did not have a good understanding of modern systematic physical and chemical knowledge, he was still able to see how amazing this thesis was through his countless years of experience.
This was especially so when he saw the All in One theory at the end. Even with Jing Zeyue's abilities and breadth of mind, he could not help but gasp.
"This guy, Zuo Qingcang, is amazing. Hahahaha. The younger generation will surpass us in time."
Jing Zeyue suddenly laughed out loud. The thesis before him spontaneously combusted, turning into ashes in an instant.
"Youngsters these days are really daring. To think that they can even come up with such guesses. "However, the root of this is not right. It's just a novelty." Jing Zeyue shook his head. "His thoughts on the world's essence are very interesting, but there are still many problems. "However, I'm very interested in having an exchange with him."
After saying that, he suddenly lifted his head and looked toward Qing Yeluo and Jian Que. He said calmly, "The two of you are quite sensible. If the two of you had wanted to sneak up on me earlier, you would have become two corpses on the ground."
He then pointed to the thesis in their hands and said, "This Zuo Qingcang is very interesting. What is his background? I want you to bring all the information related to him to me."
Therefore, not long later, many sets of information regarding Zuo Qingcang were placed before Jing Zeyue. The more he read, the brighter his eyes became.
Of course, in his eyes, all of Zuo Qingcang's battle achievements and achievements could not be compared to Zuo Qingcang's Master.
"He's actually the successor of the Southern Sacred Sect?"
When Jing Zeyue was born, it was already the end of the Eastern Wei Dynasty. It had already been three hundred years since the Southern Sacred Sect disappeared. Therefore, although he had heard of the Southern Sacred Sect for a long time, he had never seen them before.
"The successor of the Southern Saint Sect defeated Shenzong. How powerful!" When he saw Shenzong appear, Jing Zeyue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and put away the contempt in his heart. In his mind, Zuo Qingcang was already on the same level as him.
…
Half a month later, the secret emissary of Kunlun walked down from the latest trans-ocean flight.
At this time, civil aviation had just been developed. It was still a unit used by the rich, the rich, and the government. Even the passenger plane was relatively simple. There were only a dozen or so seats available.
This time, the secret emissary of Kunlun spent a lot of effort to get on this plane and come to the New World.
Six hours later, this secret emissary of Kunlun had passed through layers of checks and questioning. He changed into a set of clothes provided by Atlantis. Accompanied by several special agents of the FBI, he came to the front of the president of Atlantis, Charlie.
Charlie looked at the document in his hand and then looked up at the secret emissary of Kunlun. He asked, "Is what you said true?"
"It's absolutely true." The secret emissary in front of him said anxiously, "We found Jing Zeyue in an ancient tomb. Now it's confirmed that he's the Shaman King who founded the Nine Ghost Sect 1700 years ago and unified the entire Southwest. "I'm risking my life to come here now to unite with Atlantis and Zuo Qingcang. We'll gather our forces together to deal with the Shaman King."
Charlie tapped his fingers. There was some hesitation in his eyes.
The secret emissary thought that the other party didn't know the seriousness of the situation. He couldn't help but walk forward. However, he was stopped by the FBI agents. However, he still said loudly, "Shaman King Jing Zeyue is a person who could be compared with Emperor Xi 1700 years ago. His strength is unfathomable. It's far beyond the imagination of modern monks.
"According to our speculation, his strength has probably reached the highest level of Taoism, the legendary Golden Bridge.
"And I'm not afraid to tell you that even if I, the Lord of Kunlun, and Jian Que, the successor of the Sword Tower join forces, we're still no match for him.
"Now, this is a matter of great importance. If we don't unite as soon as possible, we won't have another chance. The whole world will tremble under the demonic power of the Shaman King."
Charlie frowned. He looked at his aides and said calmly, "I'll discuss this matter with our people. However, I can't give you an answer on what to do now."
"Do you understand? An unprecedented crisis has come. Compared to the Emperor and the Da Qi state, the Shaman King is the real threat." The secret emissary said angrily, "At least let me see His Excellency Zuo Qingcang. At least let me convey Kunlun's intentions to him."
Charlie thought for a moment. He looked at the information submitted by the secret emissary and the description of the Shaman King's strength. In the end, he picked up the phone beside him.
"Wait for a moment."
Not long after, the call was connected. Before Charlie's voice could be heard, Zuo Qingcang's cold voice came directly through the phone.
"I won't see him."
"Sir." The secret emissary of Kunlun rushed forward desperately under the pull of several FBI agents. He shouted, "Sir Zuo Qingcang, please see me. The situation is more urgent than you think. The threat of the Shaman King is no small matter. If we ignore it, not only the Central Plains, even the New World will be in danger …"
"No need to say more. I'm not interested in your proposal." Zuo Qingcang's cold voice came. "If you really want me to take action, tell Jing Zeyue to come to the New World to accept his death."
What he meant was that the Shaman King didn't have enough face to make Zuo Qingcang go there personally.
The next moment, the phone was hung up. Charlie hung up and shrugged. "It seems that you already understand our intentions."
"Damn it." The secret emissary slammed his fist on the ground. His whole body was pressed to the ground. "You don't understand what you're facing. The power of the Shaman King is far beyond your imagination.
Damn Atlanteans. Your arrogance will make you regret it! "
Charlie waved his hand. "Drag him out."
On the other side, Zuo Qingcang raised his head. Beside him, Marcus asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's just an outdated little bug. Let's continue."
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