Day 3 of the first meeting of the League of Nations.

Delegations from various countries have been boarding flights to return to China one after another.

Yan Jing was invited by Yue Qianren to go to the headquarters of the Mozhu Society, so he left with the Mozhu Society and his party halfway.

Yu Zhen will return to Shanqing City on his behalf to continue the Yumen closure plan.

As I said before, no amount of domestic propaganda can compare to Yan Jing's shocking battle outside the conference venue.

With a series of reports from foreign media, coupled with the unsparing cooperation and guidance of domestic officials, Yan Jing's reputation reached an unprecedented peak in just three days.

I don't know what about other places for the time being, at least Shanqing City has made Sword Immortal Luo Yan a symbol of the city.

Under the premise that Yan Jing's identity is kept secret, most of the citizens regard him as a native of Shanqing City and favor him.

As everyone knows, he is just a "companion" who accompanies his sister to school.

For the time being, we will move the affairs in Sankei City to the back of the day.

Yan Jing was led by Yue Qianren to Shaanxi City in Tai'an Province.

It is close to Daishan, the first world cultural and natural heritage site in China, and is also the final destination of Yan Jing's trip.

The group leaves the airport.

Yue Qianren had already prepared the vehicle in advance.

"The headquarters of the Mozhu Society is in the city?"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Yan Jing looked at the regressing buildings outside the window and asked.

Regarding the headquarters of this mysterious organization that has existed in China for a hundred years, Yan Jing wants to say that he is not curious, it is fake.

You must know that when he first learned that the Mozhu Society was related to the Nanke era, he specifically tried to explore this organization through the channel of the Special Affairs Bureau.

In the end, the information obtained was only a few scattered clues, not to mention the headquarters of the Mozhu Society.

"There is indeed our headquarters in Shaanxi, but that is only on the surface...... For the sake of safety, we did not disclose the exact location of the main altar of the Mozhu Society. ”

Without the slightest intention of concealing it, Yue Qianren said bluntly.

At present, Mozhu Society and the official are indeed in a cooperative relationship, but after all, the two sides are cooperating for the first time, and the trust relationship between each other needs time to verify and accumulate.

To put it bluntly, the headquarters in this city is a reassuring pill for the latter, showing the sincerity of the Mozhu Society.

Mozhu Society has left another hand on this basis, if it is known to the official, it will be troublesome again.

Rao is members of the Mozhu Society, who were sitting in the driver's seat, were all surprised when they heard this.

He was wondering why Yue Qianren would say such a thing.

Sword Immortal Luo Yan's name is indeed extraordinary, but there is no need to inform the other party of such a secret matter of the Mozhu Society.

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell the news?"

Yan Jing leaned against the car door, looked back sideways, and asked with a smile.

"You are the future that the Mozhu Society values, the leader believes in you, and I believe in you too!"

In the face of Yan Jing's ridicule, Yue Qianren's answer was quite solemn, which surprised the former a little.

Looking at Yue Qianren's eyes carefully, Yan Jing vaguely sensed something, nodded, and then asked,

"Where is your headquarters...... I'm talking about the general altar. ”

Yan Jing noticed Yue Qianren's name for the real headquarters of the Mozhu Society.

It sounds like a continuation of the ancient saying, the general altar.

"There is no exact location."

"No...... Well? ”

After being stunned for two seconds, Yan Jing understood the meaning of Yue Qianren's words,

"It's not in this world, the main altar is in a different space somewhere?"

After seeing the methods of the Shendao people in the capital, Yan Jing has some understanding of the existence of another space, and the Mozhu Society has been able to lie dormant for so many years, and it is a mysterious organization inherited from the Nanke era, so it doesn't seem strange to have a different space.

"Yes, the Mozhu Society never stays in a certain place for too long, and tries to avoid too much intersection with the present world, which is the key element for us to successfully live in seclusion for a hundred years."

"Then why did you bring me here, since it's a different space, as long as you master the means of entry, you can come and go at will, isn't it, why bother so much?"

"The secret realm where the Mozhu Society's main altar is located is very special, although it can move around, its range of activities is limited to Daishan, and it can't leave the area where Daishan's leylines are located, and more importantly, our leader can't leave at will."

Yue Qianren did not follow the different space that Yan Jing said, but called the place where the main altar was located a secret realm.

From this, Yan Jing realized that the different space in which the Mozhu Society's main altar was located was extraordinary, and nine times out of ten it was fundamentally different from the spiritual realm of the Shinto people and his own Kunpeng space.

In addition, Yan Jing found that today's Yue Qianren seemed to be extraordinarily honest, and he knew everything in the face of his inquiry.

This surprised him a little, and then realized that the other party's attitude changed not only today.

It started at the end of the first meeting of the Alliance, to be exact.

Yue Qianren and the team he led changed their attitude towards Yan Jing.

There was no rush to ask anything.

When he sees the leader of the Mozhu Society, everything will naturally fall into place.

The convoy passed through Shaanxi City and went straight to Daishan.

It took too much time to return from Australia and Asia, and near evening, the group arrived at the foot of Daishan.

Since he was going to the secret realm where the headquarters of the Mozhu Society was located, Yue Qianren did not take the mountaineering route built by the scenic spot, but observed at the foot of the mountain for a while, as if looking for the specific location of the secret realm.

Wait until the sunlight gradually turns orange and red before signaling for climbing.

For a group of remnant apostles, the steep mountain path would not have created any difficulties, not to mention that Yan Jing and Hu Ying acted as mounts, and if he hadn't seen that everyone was on foot, he wouldn't have needed to reach the summit for ten minutes.

In half an hour, everyone reached the top under the leadership of Yue Qianren.

Avoiding areas where tourists gather, Yan Jing stood on the edge of a protruding boulder platform, looking around to the left and right.

To be honest, the scenery from the top of Daishan Mountain in the depths of winter is not beautiful.

Withered shrubs everywhere and snow that has not yet completely melted between the gravel piles, the environment is much worse than the Qiannan Nature Reserve, where the Rujiang Mountains are located.

Perhaps it is because of the dense flow of people who come and go every day.

The influence of the aura tide on this area is obviously limited by a lot.

"Lao Yue, where is the secret realm?"

The existence of Deathcore Doom made Yan Jing very sensitive to spatial fluctuations.

He carefully sensed the surroundings and did not find any spatial fluctuations that were suspected to be the entrances and exits of the secret realm.

"The secret realm is not here, it is there!"

Yue Qianren walked quickly to Yan Jing's side and raised his finger forward.

Looking out of his line of sight, Yan Jing's expression was suddenly stunned.

The setting sun hangs over the gray clouds in the distant sky, and below it is a rolling hill, because it is winter, the mountains are covered with an ink-like mist, and between the hills is a wide river.

The surface of the river shimmers orange-red against the setting sun, and is reflected in the mist-shrouded hills.

There is no more magnificent and poetic inky landscape than this......

At this moment, Yan Jing noticed the movement of Yue Qianren beside him, who took out half of the ink bamboo from his arms and chanted a spell in his mouth.

The sound of the wind in the mountains slowed down at this moment, and Yan Jing had no intention of paying attention to anything else, because the inky landscape in his field of vision was actually coming alive with Yue Qianren's spell.

Suddenly, the mist between the mountains and rivers rose up, condensed into an ink beast, rushing from afar.

The afterglow of the setting sun draws beautiful lines on its torso, like a ribbon, surrounding it, helping it to leap out of this beautiful picture.

It was clearly a distance of several kilometers, but this ink beast came to Yan Jing in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the ink beast that was dancing around him, it didn't have any breath of life, and it was clearly a strange thing.

Rao is Yan Jing was full of surprise at this time.

On the way here, he had guessed about the secret realm where the Mozhu Society's main altar was located, but now it seems that his pattern is obviously smaller.

A mysterious organization that has been inherited for a hundred years has a background far beyond his imagination.

No wonder Yue Qianren said that the different space where the main altar of the Mozhu Society was located was a secret realm.

This weather.

The Kunpeng space in Yan Jing's hand is currently completely incomparable.

"Let's go."

Yue Qianren waved the ink bamboo in his hand lightly, and the ink beasts that surrounded several people turned into clouds and mist, enveloping them.

In an instant, he flew out of the top of the mountain and went straight to the inky landscape ahead.