Meng Bai entered the helicopter cabin and found that in addition to the pilot, there was another person.

He was dressed in a tight-fitting combat uniform, in his thirties, with a Chinese face, and a twisted scar on the left side that extended to his chin, which was quite vicious. He looked at Meng Bai without any expression, and his eyes were full of coldness and indifference, like a pure killing machine.

"Wear a hood!"

This person didn't have half a point of nonsense, and directly took a metal hood and handed it to Meng Bai.

Meng Bai understood that this should not want him to know about the White Lotus Thief's secret stronghold in Xia Xing. He had no intention of exploring these things, so naturally he would not have any resistance. However, he thought in his heart that the spirit of the warrior was strong and his memory was extraordinary, and a simple metal hood could not cover it all.

However, after putting it on, Meng Bai knew that he was still a rookie after all, a dignified white lotus thief, where could he make such a mistake? This hood is obviously a special spiritual jamming instrument, and the power is very powerful, and his sense of space and orientation will be chaotic in an instant. And the more he concentrates on remembering and inducing, the stronger the mental countermeasures will be, which will make his head hurt. In the end, he can only be mentally guarded, and he does not care about external objects at all.

I don't know how long it took, but the plane stopped and the hood was taken off.

Before Meng Bai came down, Little Maitreya Fang Xing's voice rang out, "Brother Meng, welcome to this adventure!"

Meng Bai looked around and found that it was all primeval jungle, and new stubble was faintly visible on the flat ground under his feet, which was obviously newly leveled. With this characteristic, not to mention that he is not familiar with the world outside the Xia Xing immigration area, even if he is familiar, he can't find a place.

"Your welcome, it's very deserted!" Meng Bai joked.

"There's no way about this, I know, Brother Meng is definitely unwilling to join the White Lotus Thieves, so the less you know about them, the better. Actually, I didn't know much about the White Lotus Thieves, and the master didn't let me get involved in it. ”

With that, the two walked together to a "Silver Shuttle" battleship not far ahead.

The Silver Shuttle is the smallest starship, less than 100 meters long, but it's fast and very strong, able to withstand the intricate twisting forces of wormhole tunnels. In wartime, it was mainly used to sneak attack enemy logistics depots in the rear, but now in peacetime, it has become the favorite warship of the star thieves. Because it's small, it's good at hiding.

This silver shuttle is the private ship of the demon monk Kukai - the Seishing.

Originally, Meng Bai thought that a king's private ship must be luxuriously furnished and magnificent. But after entering, I found that it was very ordinary, like a meditation room of an ascetic monk, except for a few futons, it was empty. The only interesting thing is that the shape of the whole space is like a Tai Chi ball, black and white, turning yin and yang.

Judging from this, Meng Bai knew that the Demon Monk Kukai, the king of thieves, had not yet indulged in his existing achievements, and was still striding towards the higher peaks of the martial arts.

"Brother Meng, my master is an old antique, and there is nothing to entertain here, so we can only cultivate here! Fortunately, the time is not very long, as long as it takes more than two days, we can get to the fragment of the battlefield ruins that Liu Suifeng found. ”

"It doesn't matter, even I don't have that mind. This time our opponent is outnumbered, strong, and has thermal weapons. The only advantage the two of us have is to hide in the shadows. But obviously, this is far from enough, if we don't sharpen our lives and strengthen cooperation, I'm afraid the final result will be one word - failure!" Meng Bai waved his hand and said.

"Brother Meng, these are two words!" Fang Xing said with a smile.

"Don't buckle the words, comprehend the spirit!"

"Yes, then let's have a fight first, don't have any reservations, and use all kinds of mastery of ourselves again, so that we can understand more thoroughly. As he spoke, little Maitreya Fang Xing became excited. Obviously, this little monk is innocent and cute on the surface, but there is also a combat maniac attribute hidden inside.

"Okay, I'll also take a look, what kind of different effects can a king's special training produce in such a short period of time?" Meng Bai was actually very curious about Fang Xing's strength.

Because, from the moment he saw Fang Xing, he sensed that his strength had improved a lot, just like a fierce beast cub that had grown fangs and was hideous.

"Battlefield simulation!"

Little Maitreya Fang Xing raised his head and shouted, and in an instant, the empty meditation room changed. The light and shadow were dim, the ruins were scattered, all kinds of metal fragments and corpses were scattered around, and in the distance there was a battleship and an improvised camp, everything seemed very real.

Under Meng Bai's feet, it also turned into a small mound, dark red in color, with a fishy smell, obviously infected with blood. Next to it is a broken arm, with bare stubble, how to look like the real thing. At that moment, Meng Bai couldn't help but raise his foot and stomped it, the touch was soft, and there was even a subtle sound of soil sinking into his ears.

"It's so realistic!"

With a sigh of emotion, Meng Bai's eyes suddenly burst into Shenhua, like a sharp sword, stabbing to the ground. Suddenly, he used the Condensation Cave Divine Technique and used the Witness Sword.

In an instant, the wreckage of the earth and all illusions vanished. However, it was only for a moment, and after the eyes converged, everything returned to normal.

"It's not bad, the environment here simulates the scene on the periphery of the fragments of the battlefield ruins. As for the inside of the ruins, we don't know, we need to explore it ourselves!"

"Very good, such a good training environment, let's not delay time, let's get started!"

"That's good, you're welcome!" Little Maitreya replied, his figure flashed, and his fat figure was extremely flexible, and he rushed to a nearby mound, his body was short, and he disappeared from Meng Bai's sight in an instant.

Although it is a virtual mound, the effect of obscuring perception is the same. Of course, Meng Bai could still use the witness sword to penetrate the truth, but he didn't do it. Because this is false, to the fragments of the battlefield relics, that is the truth, no matter how powerful the gaze is, it can't penetrate the real earth and stone. Therefore, he wanted to adapt to the real battlefield battles in advance.

Meng Bai was not in a hurry, approaching the mound, and at the same time swinging his willow body in the wind, constantly changing, and also using the surrounding cover to cover his figure. The feet are light and almost silent.

Seeing that he was about to approach the mound where the little Maitreya Fang Xing was, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind, and a dark shadow roared out from behind the mound, and it collapsed in mid-air, but it was a string of prayer beads.

The rosary spread out, and there were eighteen grains, like a torrential rain, vigorous and urgent, and like a big net, enveloping Meng Bai's whole body, making it impossible to hide.

Immediately after, little Maitreya Fang Xing quietly came out from behind the mound and swooped up.