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But when the Romans called, Sergei became a second lieutenant, an investigator of the Federal Security Forces. In the words of the last century, it was a KGB agent.

With a hint of joy on his face, Ensign Sergei trotted his team to a small deserted oasis.

The place was on the verge of a nuclear explosion, and it was not affected, and it would be difficult to do it any further, and they had to wear a full set of radiation suits, so conspicuous that any group of soldiers passing by would interrogate them.

Second Lieutenant Sergei took out a folded multi-purpose military shovel from his backpack, and as the small dirt pit appeared, the surrounding sand clearly showed signs of turning, and everyone became nervous.

When the depth reaches a meter, a white palm is exposed.

Sergei's eyelids were jumping, and according to what he had learned, the body had been around for several days, and it was supposed to be starting to decompose, or at least smell.

But looking at the white and tender palm, Sergei had to suspect that the people under the sand were just sleeping, he looked at the team members solemnly, and motioned for everyone to take out the AK with alchemy bullets. The bullets in there are of a very high specification level, one shot is enough to blow off the grandmaster's head, and like this kind of bullet, the Rolman family has done their best to develop only a few dozen.

Second Lieutenant Sergei took a deep breath, he threw the shovel aside, took out special white gloves and put them on, and slowly lifted the sand aside.

The woman's body was fully revealed, her long hair was scattered, her eyes were slightly closed, she had a pair of red-rimmed glasses that had been broken, and Ensign Sergei put her ears to her chest, and her face gradually became gloomy.

The corpse was not breathing, but its heartbeat was still there, albeit faintly, but Ensign Sergei did hear it.

He nodded to the members of the team, made an OK gesture, and in the evening a helicopter appeared sneakily, carrying a special coffin, and took the woman's body away.

Ten hours later, Lin Zeyu and the others appeared here again, regrettably.

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Mount Emei is located in Leshi, Sichuan Province.

Looking at the past, the mountain is undulating endlessly, like a huge natural barrier pulled up from the flat ground, and the main peak in the middle reaches into the sky, which is magnificent.

According to the locals, at night the top of Mount Emei will also show colorful auspicious clouds, there have been people who pick wild goods often see the immortals flying in the sky, or two by two, there are talking and laughing.

There are many rumors like this, if it is a beautiful unmarried girl who is lost in the mountains, as long as she shouts 'Sword Fairy save me', there will be a graceful old sword fairy, with the sword as a car, carrying the girl back to the city, every girl who has encountered it cherishes this precious experience very much, as a talking point.

For the people of Leshi, the Emei disciple Gu Dao chivalrous intestines, the reputation is much better than that of Qinghai Kunlun.

Walking on the path between the deep mountains and old forests, Lin Nan and Qianxingjian walked side by side, and listened to him tell interesting stories about the Emei faction.

"Hehe, that sword immortal is naturally our uncle, a Fengqing immortal. Qianxing Jian said with a smile: "I heard that more than fifty percent of the Emei faction's foundation building has borrowed money from Fengqing immortals, because he and Zhangjiao are senior brothers, they often ignore the rules of the sect and go down the mountain, and every year Uncle Fengqing will give a huge amount of money to improve the food of the disciples, and the Zhangjiao will turn a blind eye." ”

Lin Nan nodded, at the beginning, he felt that Fengqing Sword Immortal was not serious, it turned out that it was really like this. He asked curiously: "This time I came to Emei to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, is it to worship under the Fengqing Sword Immortal Sect?"

"Not necessarily. Qianxing Jian muttered: "If you don't condense the Heavenly Rank Realm, then it must be Senior Uncle Fengqing who accepts you." ”

"But now, the major immortal sects, including the military, are keeping a close eye on you and treating you as a hot bait. Uncle Fengqing is notoriously unreliable, so I guess you may be under the master's sect. ”

"Sect Master?" Lin Nan's eyes blinked.

In fact, this is good news for him, Fengqing Sword Immortal and his ancestor Lin Qiyuan are brothers in the same sect, and they are old and have no queen, they love Lin Nan and Wu, and they don't need to strengthen the superficial relationship between master and apprentice. On the contrary, he wants to ask the master for help, and if he has the fate of master and apprentice, he can speak further.

"What kind of person is the Sect Leader?" Lin Nan couldn't help but inquire first, people like the Emei Sect Sect are almost standing at the top of the martial arts world, and it is best to understand the other party's joys and angers in advance, and say the wrong thing in the province.

Qianxing Jian thought for a while and said, "I've only seen the sect leader two or three times, and it was when the sect was in session. In general, I feel that he has a good temper and is steady, but what he is thinking is unpredictable. ”

"Another point is that the strength of the master is very strong, this is a certainty, I heard those senior brothers say that in the ranking of the strength of the head of the five immortal sects, Emei is at least in the top three. ”

"Build the pinnacle of the foundation?" Lin Nan asked.

"I guess so. Very few people know the specific cultivation of the teaching. Qianxingjian's face showed a look of reverence, "Anyway, a few decades ago, the head of the sect once killed three foreigners in Lop Nur alone, and became famous in a battle, causing a sensation in the world. ”

Lin Nan was a little surprised. The higher the realm, the more difficult it is to fight the three people in the same realm with the advantage of the immortal law, but when it comes to building the foundation, it is not a simple talent, and it also has a lot of consideration for combat experience and skills.

In the earth, a place with barren spiritual energy, but anyone who can cultivate to the foundation is not an ordinary person, Lin Nan has some respect for the Emei Palm Sect.

The two of them walked along the winding mountain road, and when they were halfway up the mountain, a gate surrounded by a fence appeared, and there were three magnificent stone carvings on the top: Emei faction.

At this point, ordinary people were forbidden to move forward, and there were two white-clothed disciples guarding nearby, and they recognized the Thousand Star Sword and let them go, and glanced at Lin Nan in surprise.

Qianxingjian's voice was lowered, and he said: "Emei Dabi will start tomorrow morning, during this time, you go to the mountain to rest, try not to go out, and then appear in the appearance of Lin Qixuan when Dabi comes." ”

"I see. Lin Nan smiled, he couldn't expose the fact that he and Lin Qixuan were the same person to everyone in the martial arts world.

As the Thousand Star Sword plunged into the dense forest, he came to a thatched hut with a clear river in front of him and a stone pot next to it, which looked very clean and was estimated to be often inhabited.

Qianxing Jian said apologetically: "This is my usual place to retreat, although it is a little simple, you can get together for one night, and wait until tomorrow to officially become a disciple of the Emei Inner Sect, and you will be allowed to enter the top of the mountain." ”

Lin Nan waved his hand indifferently, he was not a particular person, and happily entered the thatched hut to meditate and cultivate.

After closing the door, the Thousand Star Sword left, he was going to the top of the mountain to die, and Lin Nan could sense that the Thousand Star Sword had been at the peak of the transformation realm for a long time, and the spiritual power was like boiling water, about to break through.

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