Chapter 1852 Disappeared

1852

Ancient fairy spirit world, Beixuan sect.

On a construction site, a group of construction workers are using various machines to build optical cables for the Beixuan faction.

Many disciples of the Beixuan Sect were also idle, watching from the sidelines, all of them felt very fresh.

It's a pity that they couldn't talk to these workers because of the language barrier.

On a platform, a middle-aged monk asked: "Elder, I heard that this is to dig a hole to connect to Fenglinhai, Hanguangmen and Donghuangzong? Isn't it going to go through the bottom of the sea?" ?”

The Great Elder in front of him is none other than the number one member of the Beixuan Sect, Elder Pei Hua.

Since the patriarch and the sect leader were gone, among the remaining elders, Pei Hua had the highest qualifications, and naturally became the head of the Beixuan Sect.

Elder Pei Hua has been very high-spirited recently, stroked his beard, and said, "Mmm...exactly".

"This is too amazing, wouldn't the sea water pour in?" A group of monks were very surprised.

"Of course not. At that time, the fiber optic cable will be wrapped in pipes to make it waterproof," Elder Pei Hua said.

"Oh? I heard that with this fiber optic cable, messages can be sent across the entire ancient fairy world in an instant. Even ordinary people can send messages. Is it really so fast that this letter flies from the bottom of the sea?" Another monk asked.

In fact, Elder Pei Hua didn't understand much himself. He also attended the meeting hosted by Nian Rujiao, and only heard some new words, so he said loudly: "What do you know? This is called communication technology, not letterhead, but information... When the time comes There will also be mobile phones, and computers, to read this information..."

A group of monks showed expressions of admiration, because they couldn't understand what Elder Pei Hua was saying.

Sensing the respectful eyes of the juniors behind him, Elder Pei Hua was very pleased, and could hardly hide his complacency.

"Elder, I also heard that Honghuangshi will not conduct direct transactions in the future? The newly established ancient fairy world bank or something will issue a currency?"

Pei Hua nodded, "That's right...so, before the specific value of the Great Desolation Stone is calculated, we should try to reduce the consumption of the Great Desolation Stone.

And those prehistoric stones that have consumed their spiritual energy are not allowed to be discarded at will, they will be valuable in the future..."

Just as Elder Pei Hua was teaching a group of disciples, he saw two disciples flying over in a panic.

"Great Elder! The Great Elder is not good!"

Two disciples with alchemy cultivations flew to the balcony with nervous and apprehensive faces.

"What's the matter? How can you be so ugly?!" Elder Pei Hua scolded.

A disciple swallowed his throat and reported: "When we were inspecting the storage room of the Honghuang Stone just now, we found that the Honghuang Stone inside was missing 30 million stones!!"

"What!?" Elder Pei Hua was going crazy, "You read that right!?"

Thirty million stones, that would kill the old Beixuan faction, that is a prehistoric stone that is as big as a small hill!

"This... this is too obvious. When you go in, a lot of them suddenly disappear, just like disappearing out of thin air!" Another disciple tremblingly said with a mournful face.

Elder Pei Hua and the group of monks behind were all pale, and flew directly towards the storage room without saying a word.

In fact, although monks who have counted can enter the storage room of the Beixuan Sect, these magic tools, prehistoric stones, and medicinal materials are all placed in the prohibition formation.

Once it is forcibly seized, it will trigger the prohibition of the formation, sound an alarm, and appear as a trap for attack.

Because these restrictions were set by the Xuanhai Patriarch, even if it is a long-lived state, it is impossible to forcibly seize it without being discovered.

Even Duotian might not be able to steal so many prehistoric stones silently.

When Elder Pei Hua led people to the scene, a group of monks were all dumbfounded seeing the suddenly empty storage room.

Obviously the formation restriction is still there, but the prehistoric rocks shrouded in it are all gone! ?

"thump……"

Pei Hua's legs went limp, and she sat on the ground, her eyes staring straight, her face full of despair...

...

At night, in a high-end restaurant of a five-star hotel in Huahai, in one of the largest boxes, a group of well-dressed men and women are drinking wine.

On the TV, the English Premier League is being played, and the two teams have already played in the second half...

"Mr. Lang, you like football so much. With your status, it's time to buy a Premier League team. I heard that the owner of the Browns is considering selling the team. You can think about it." A blond white man The foreigner said with a smile.

Lang Zhongxing sat on the host seat, raised his red wine glass, and said with a chic smile: "Mr. Hart, I still need to learn from you in this regard.

Your family owns two professional football teams and a major league baseball team, right? I'm very envious..."

"Haha, it's just a joint holding with several other companies. Besides, among the few present, none of them bought any shares in the team," the wealthy businessman named Hart said modestly.

Lang Zhongxing nodded with a smile. The people at this table are all big names in the business world, from all over the world. Before he ascended the throne of the richest man in Huahai, it is impossible for these people to invite a table for dinner and discuss business.

At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open. Lang Zhongxing thought it was a waiter who came in suddenly, turned his head, but found that it was Feng Yueying, who was wearing a casual sweater, sneakers, and loose hair, slowly walked into the box.

"Wow, there are still quite a few people. It seems that there is no room for me." Feng Yueying smiled and walked to the other side of the table, just in time to face Lang Zhongxing.

A group of guests looked at Feng Yueying strangely, some could recognize Feng Yueying as the president of Jinxiu, and some had never seen Feng Yueying.

Lang Zhongxing squinted his eyes, showing doubts on his face, but more displeasure, "Mr. Feng, it's not very polite to interrupt other people's dinner suddenly."

Feng Yueying ignored him, but turned her head to watch the live broadcast of the game on TV.

"Does Mr. Lang like to watch football?"

Lang Zhongxing got up with an ugly face, and said: "Feng Yueying, before I can talk properly, I invite you out, the people sitting here are all distinguished guests..."

Feng Yueying continued: "I don't think football is interesting at all. Anyway, I think whoever wins will win, and whoever I think loses will lose."

Several guests present couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, lady, are you a fortune teller?" the rich businessman named Hart said cheerfully.

Feng Yueying pointed to the team on TV, "Next, the team in blue will lose points, and the team in black and white will win."

Lang Zhongxing smiled, "Boss Feng, do you know how to play football? Do you know that this is Blue Moon playing Magpie, Blue Moon is at the top of the list, and Magpie is in the relegation zone... A draw is luck, Magpie is impossible... ..."

Before the words were finished, the audience's passionate shouts suddenly came from the TV!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, only to see the slow-motion revisit, Magpie's players passed one by one, and Blue Moon's defenders were cheated consecutively, and then shot the goal, the goalkeeper slipped and missed! ?