"So, Pei Lin, it's the only coordinate for us to locate the corpse demon world?"

In the Yin Yang Palace, Lin Sheng and Tiangong Xia, several leaders who knew the roots, sat together to discuss the plan for the origin of the corpse demon world.

As for the name of the hope, Lin Sheng learned his real name as early as in the previous training.

"Yes, according to the results of my research. The people we sent to the corpse demon world essentially relied on Pei Lin as a positioning in order to stay in that world freely. Nurgena said calmly.

"So...."

"Therefore, Pei Lin is a relatively special existence for us. If you lose this positioning. The rejection of us by the corpse demon world will be greatly increased, and at that time, there may be a world rejection reaction. Nurgena said lightly.

"I see what you mean. Lin Sheng nodded slightly.

The so-called world rejection reaction was also the first thing he proposed.

As a member of the researchers, Lin Sheng's own research ability is far beyond that of ordinary scholars. After studying the blessings of the world received through the temple.

He boldly put forward the conjecture that the world is essentially a mass of beings with a hazy instinctive consciousness.

With such conjectures as the core, the model was unexpectedly able to explain many previously unexplained phenomena and natural events.

World rejection is one of them.

"If we completely lose our positioning, what will we face?" Tiangongxia on the side closed her eyes slightly, as if she was pretending to sleep. At this time, he opened his mouth coldly to ask, which immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people.

"Our people, the soul essence, are not the natives of the corpse demon world.

Therefore, the greatest possibility is that everyone will be forcibly repatriated and expelled by the world. Nurgena explained.

"It's a nuisance. Can't we solve this phenomenon?" Tiangongxia frowned slightly.

"Yes, but it will take time. Until the world's rejection is addressed, we all have to guarantee the security and stability of the anchors. Nurgena explained again.

"Next, let the institute work hard to overcome the model of the world's rejection, and we need to get a solution as soon as possible. Lin Sheng finally concluded.

"Understood!" Adolf on the side solemnly understood.

"On the other side of the corpse demon world, fifteen strongholds have been established on the other side, and suppression-level officials can be dispatched in the future. Lin Sheng commanded.

"Is the specific plan to take A or B?" asked Tian Gongxia aloud.

"A, the latent shrinks as much as possible, and once it erupts, it must take over all public opinion in an all-round way.

Be sure to first uncover the bloody food chain relationship of the corpse demons to humans. Always remember that we represent justice in ourselves. ”

Lin Sheng said calmly.

"Of course, the premise of a complete outbreak is that we first solve the world's rejection. Until then, the personal safety of the desired person must be guaranteed. ”

"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.

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Phew!

Phew!

The wooden sword stabbed straight one after another.

Inside the gym.

Pei Lin was engrossed in practicing the Black Feather Sword Technique taught by Lin Sheng.

As a powerful basic swordsmanship used by Black Feather City to train assassination troops, Black Feather Swordsmanship has the characteristics of being easy to learn and difficult to master, and once it finally breaks through, it can cross the limit and achieve extraordinary achievements.

This powerful feature, for the barren technical attack system of the corpse demon world, no matter how far it is compared, it is ahead of me for I don't know how many years.

It is even said that in the entire corpse demon world, there is no saying that you can break through the limit through exercise.

It is generally believed that even if you break through the limit, you can't compare to guns, and martial arts can be knocked down with one shot.

This has also led to the fact that the people here completely regard martial arts as an ordinary technique for self-cultivation and physical training.

Pei Lin occupied a corner of the weapon practice field alone, and swung the wooden sword in a boring way, making a standard straight stab action.

Of course, on the surface it looks like an ordinary straight stab, but in fact there are a lot of small muscles to adjust and cooperate inside.

These adjustments and cooperation are the key to Black Feather Swordsmanship. They turn an ordinary straight stab into a powerful workout that gently boosts the strength of muscle groups.

"Pei Lin, are you still practicing so late today?"

The most eye-catching thing in the weapon practice field is the city-level technical combat runner-up who is good at double knives, Zhang Hanchao.

He was hired to fight in this arena. For this kind of technical ring, he basically knows all the people who can insist on coming every day on weekdays, and everyone is an acquaintance.

And Pei Lin has been coming every day during this time, and she has also become familiar with everyone.

"Speaking of which, what exactly are you practicing? National Standard Swordsmanship? It doesn't look like it. Could it be that it is a family heirloom?" Zhang Hanchao asked with a little curiosity.

"It's nothing, it's just a casual practice. Pei Lin smiled and replied.

The rest of the old acquaintances also finished today's planning exercise at this time and moved closer to this side.

The group talked and laughed, and each went to the direction of the bathroom.

Pei Lin is a beautiful girl and a high school girl, and she should be eye-catching among them, but there are two other beautiful girls in this group. are twins of a pair of practicing Banboya martial arts.

Bamboya is one of the most popular leg techniques of the moment, and it is practiced by wearing metal boots.

Practitioners are often able to adjust their body shape to make themselves appear more upright and beautiful, and more energetic.

With the exception of Banboya, most of the group practiced short-stick fighting. Pei Lin stood in it, except for occasionally discussing with others how to maintain her routine after workout, the rest kept smiling and watching others chat.

It's just that she didn't know that Zhang Hanchao and the sister in the twins were quite curious about the swordsmanship she practiced meticulously on weekdays.

"By the way, Sister Linlin, what kind of swordsmanship do you practice every day here?, why haven't we seen it before?" Nian Wei, the twin sister, leaned over to Pei Lin and asked in a whisper.

She had long observed Pei Lin's swordsmanship, and her intuition told her that this kind of boring swordsmanship didn't seem to be a simple thing.

It's not like random practice, after all, that kind of meticulous focus doesn't seem like it can be practiced randomly at all.

"It's nothing, I found a master by myself and learned to practice and play casually. Pei Lin replied with a smile.

She changed into a purple practice uniform, and her long hair was tied into a high ponytail with a hair ring. The delicate facial features reveal a cold and sharp edge, giving people a special temperament of cold and elegant.

"Don't find the kind of braggart you don't know anything.

You must know that every action we make, once we practice it wrong, it will be very heavy on the body over the years. If you are not careful, you may end up with a lifelong disability, so you must be careful. Nian Wei kindly reminded.

"Well, I know. Rest assured, there will be no problem. "Pei Lin's faith that the Holy Light is shining on you is high.

"If only you knew for yourself. Seeing this, Nian Wei didn't mention much.

Some words are even friends, and if they talk too much, they will be born, not to mention that the relationship between them is far from that point.

The group went into their respective bathrooms.

Pei Lin put down the wooden sword and was about to take off his practice clothes and go in to take a shower.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she swept a little reflection at the ventilated window in the corner of the wall.

The reflection suddenly moved, and it was about to escape.

"Who!?" Seeing this, Pei Lin's heart was anxious, and her instinctive wooden sword stabbed out.

Swish!

The tip of the sword slammed through the shortest path in mid-air, then stabbed at the reflection with incredible precision.

Click.

With a crisp thud, the reflection shattered.

Then I heard the footsteps of a man snorting and running away.