Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 239 Relic No. 2075-01

The exchange meeting this time did not reflect grandeur, nor did it reflect blood.

It's over in two days.

It's a little surprising.

However, after Fu Baoxin's sentence "Don't say that you don't say it is unpredictable", everyone's heart became heavy.

The main continent has been at peace for more than 200 years, and it has been so long that I don't know what war is like.

The words of Fu Baoxin quietly opened the valve in everyone's heart.

Everyone else was ready to go back, but Wang Luo was paid to stay.

Guan Zhichen, Wang Luo, and Fu Baoxin sat in the chairman's exclusive office.

Wang Luo looked at the furnishings in this spacious office curiously. What surprised him was that the room was very simple, not at all like the place where people who stand at the top of the continent's power usually work.

Fu Baoxin uttered a purple robe, sat on the sofa, and looked at Wang Luo who was looking around with a smile.

"Actually, I spend very little time here, and I haven't paid much attention to what it looks like inside. I have 360 ​​days a year, and I have 320 days. I am running around outside. If this is not the exchange conference I should still stay in the endless abyss."

He explained to Wang Luo, only to find that the front of several people was empty.

Patting his head, Guan Zhichen said with some self-mockery: "Look at my memory, I'll make you some tea."

He stood up and walked to his only large desk, but it was full of various things, opened the drawer and groped inside a few times.

Then he stood up with a paper bag.

"Still, try this."

He personally poured tea for Guan Zhichen and Wang Luo, which made Wang Luo flattered.

Is this the chairman of the Main Mainland Cultivation Management Committee who can say such tough words to the Nuolan Mission?
Looking at Fu Baoxin's thin but very handsome face, the lines were distinct and masculine, but the curve of his lips was very gentle, Wang Luo took a sip of tea and quietly waited for his next words.

"Is this no worse than the Hundred Flowers Tea from Baihua Valley?"

Fu Baoxin was not in a hurry, looked at Guan Zhichen and asked with a smile.

When he laughed, his eyes narrowed. If it wasn't for the fact that cultivators don't suffer from nearsightedness, he should have a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking a bit like a little fox with a full belly.

Guan Zhichen glanced at Fu Baoxin. From this action, Wang Luo could be sure that the relationship between the two must be very close.

"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't talk so much nonsense."

"Hey, if I don't tell you these things, who will I talk to, the chairman of Tangtang Cultivation Management Committee chatting with others?" Fu Baoxin said as a matter of course.

Didn't expect you to be such a talkative guy?
Wang Luo was a little surprised to think of it, and the corners of his mouth could not help but smile.

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, and the tea in the cup was almost drunk, and Fu Baoxin's face finally became serious.

Guan Zhichen knew that he was going to talk about something serious, so he put down his teacup and waited quietly.

"In the east of the main continent, we found a cave, but we can't even enter this cave." Fu Baoxin said to Guan Zhichen.

"Can't get in? Why?"

"The entry condition for this cave is at least Yuan level." Fu Baoxin said flatly about the peak combat power in the mainland.

"Yuan Jie? There is such a big cultivation committee that you can't even find a Yuan Rank expert. Are you kidding me? Don't talk about others, aren't you the Yuan Rank?" Guan Zhichen sneered.

"I can't get in either. What is certain is that the strength of the person who set up this restriction should have broken through the Yuan level. According to my guess, another condition should be the specific skills of cultivation, or age."

"What other age condition can he set?" Guan Zhichen came to his senses, poked his probe forward, and asked curiously.

"If Xue Ruo is the youngest Yuan-level strongman here, he is only 35 years old, and he can't get in."

"35 years old? Why do I feel like I've spent the first half of my life on dogs?" Guan Zhichen laid down on the sofa with a frustrated expression on his face.

"So, I want to ask Wang Luo, Wang Luo, do you have Yuan-level strength?" Fu Baoxin looked at Wang Luo and asked expectantly.

Wang Luo scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I don't even know what level I am."

He has practiced too much and too complicated, Jiangshen Dafa, Knight's Walk, Nine-turned Great Wilderness Jue, and Shushan's mentality, and there are also various mentalities in the various swordsmanship signed to him by the system. The meridians are already as wide as the river and sea, and it is impossible to judge the level of strength with ordinary people's ideas.

"Old Guan, what level is your precious apprentice?" Fu Baozhi looked at Guan Zhichen dissatisfied, biting the word "baby" very hard. In his opinion, Guan Zhichen was so disrespectful to his own direct disciples. Take it seriously, it's really a bit of a dereliction of duty.

Guan Zhichen laughed awkwardly.

While laughing dryly, he said to Fu Baoxin: "This, this...Actually, I can't beat this kid..."

Fu Baoxin was finally shocked. He knew that Guan Zhichen was a real Yuan-level powerhouse, otherwise he wouldn't be as stable as a rock in the position of head of Shushan.

"I thought... I didn't expect it..." He looked at the master and apprentice meaningfully and said.

"That's fine, that's fine, Wang Luo, follow me to the ruins tomorrow."

Guan Zhichen nodded for Wang Luo.

"Wang Luo, you can go at ease, there is me at home, nothing will happen."

Wang Luo glanced at his master and nodded.

"it is good."

Early the next morning, Wang Luo followed Fu Baoxin to the teleportation array on the big floating island.

Before leaving, Wang Luo deliberately asked Wang Wei to take back the Kungunir, an artifact spear with extreme penetrating characteristics, which brought him many surprises, maybe it will be useful this time as well.

Fu Baoxin led Wang Luo to avoid the turbulent flow of people, and came to a small room in the large square of the teleportation array.

"Chairman!" There was a white-haired old man inside, guarding a separate teleportation formation, and when he saw Fu Baoxin coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Fu Baozhi nodded politely.

"Old Gu, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I still have to go to Ruins No. 2075-01."

Gu Gu nodded with a smile, walked to the side controller and started to operate it.

Not long after, the teleportation array lit up.

"Leader, please come in."

Fu Baoxin nodded, and led Wang Luo onto the teleportation formation.

When his eyes turned dark and then bright, Wang Luo came to another place.

Wang Luo once knew about these teleportation arrays on the mainland. These teleportation arrays are not unlimited use. Everyone does not use it once. If they continue to use it for a period of time, there is a chance of accidents, and the teleportation array itself is not counted. Stability is also possible to produce accidents, including but not limited to wrong transmission, space-time turbulence, etc.

While thinking wildly, Wang Luo walked out of this simple open-air teleportation array.

(End of this chapter)