Sixty-six thousand points.

It is ten times more than Jiufu Realm.

An Qisheng was not surprised. No matter what, the Jiufu Realm could not give birth to monsters like Zhushang. It is reasonable that it requires more power of Tao.

After entering the dream of Jiufu Realm, he inherited the essence of martial arts for tens of thousands of years in Jiufu Realm, and further inherited the past and future, and derived the royal power Taoist sect for three thousand years, and gained immensely.

For him, sixty-six thousand Taoist power was just a drizzle.

However, the world's coordinates are not complete, God knows what kind of world you will dream of, and how many times will it take to find the world where the zombie king and his feet are located.

"Can the consumption of road capacity be filled with the world's coordinates?"

An Qisheng's heart moved and asked.

Daoyitu is seriously damaged and has no intelligence at all. It is not as dull as the first generation of artificial intelligence. He has to try one by one except for the dreams that it contains, and the dreams that have been in the dream for thousands of years, knowing one by one, and omniscient, whether other abilities exist.

[Consuming Taoist power can calculate world coordinates]

Sure enough, after receiving An Qisheng's inquiry, Dao Yitu immediately responded;

[Taking one hundred points of Taoist power can calculate the world coordinates contained in the spiritual imprint within a hundred years (Xuanxing time)]

[Consuming 10,000 points of Taoist power can be within one year...]

[Consuming 100,000 points of Taoist power can be calculated within forty days]

[Consuming millions of points of Taoist power can deduce the complete world coordinates within four days...]

......

“……”

An Qisheng had nothing to say.

Things that are not mindful to him are nothing to the Taoist map. As long as the Taoist power is sufficient, it seems that he can get the complete world coordinates without even a millisecond.

"In this way, there will be more operational space."

After An Qisheng thought about it, he still chose to use 100,000 forces to calculate the world coordinates.

Although he still has one and two million Taoist powers, this is what he has obtained through the accumulation of countless people in a world for tens of thousands of years.

It's hard to come by?

Where can I consume so much?

After all, the talisman disappeared about forty days later, so it was wrong to waste it.

He can wait for only forty days.

After all, although his path does not depend on Tao Yitu. He has mastered the ability of Tao Yitu's dreams, insights, and omniscient abilities, he is still a little far from dreaming alone and dreaming around the world.

For him, Dao Power is prepared for any trouble.

call!

A breath of turbid air was slowly exhaled, and a helicopter slapped the airflow in the distance.

For more than a month, the Special Affairs Bureau has not been idle.

While discussing various internal destruction measures, some people came every now and then.

Da da da da da ~

The helicopter slowly landed in the distance.

The group got off the helicopter.

An Qisheng glanced slightly and found that this time, not only the special forces team members came, but also a few ordinary people who had loose muscles and bones, obviously they had never practiced Kung Fu.

An old man with glasses and short beards, a beautiful girl and a middle-aged man with glasses.

The three of them each carried the instruments and walked towards this place surrounded by the special operations team.

The team leader is Yuniu, a disciple under Xue Zheng's disciple, and Jing Xiaolou's senior brother, who has already held the master of Dan.

"Mr. An!"

As we got closer, the special forces team members including Prisoner Hun saluted them all.

"I have been guided by Grandmaster Xue. You are a disciple of Grandmaster Xue, so don't be too polite."

An Qi stood up and bowed back.

The cold wind in the snowy mountains was howling, and he only wore a single piece of clothing.

The prisoner was not surprised, but the three old men were quite surprised.

The snow-capped mountains here are not too high, but the temperature is still more than ten degrees below zero. I am wearing only one single dress and not even a tent. I just sat there for more than a month?

The girl looked at her and was shocked.

Is this still a human?

"A teacher says that a good teacher is a teacher, and etiquette cannot be abolished."

The prick Niu smiled bitterly, pointed to the three people behind him, and introduced: "This is Dr. Yang Guanglin. These two are his students, Geng Yingying and Su Xiuwei. This time we are here to study the golden coffin..."

"Hello Mr. An!"

Yang Guanglin looked about fifty or sixty years old, with a thin appearance and bright eyes. At this time, he took the initiative to go forward, put down the instrument box, and shook hands with An Qisheng.

"Hello Dr. Yang."

An Qisheng shook hands with him.

He had heard of Yang Guanglin. He was a top scholar in China and was in charge of many scientific research projects and national treasures. When he was in Xuanjing, he collected the spiritual imprints of the top talents, including his disciples.

"I have heard of Mr. An's name for a long time. It's so extraordinary when I see you today."

Yang Guanglin sighed slightly.

He knew about the martial arts world and had seen many big masters with his own eyes. Although the boy in front of him seemed not amazing, he would not be a simple person if he could defeat the number one in the martial arts world, Mu Longcheng.

Of course, I'm very polite.

"A martial artist cannot compare with Dr. Yang."

An Qisheng let go of his hand.

Xuanxing has been in the past three hundred years, and its martial arts has made great progress in technology. China has become more martial arts. However, even if boxing is amazing, it is not as important as scientific researchers for the country.

This can be seen from Wang Zhixuan's unique status and the captain of the Dan-level special combat team like the Prison Niu, who has to come to escort Yang Guangren.

Martial arts can strengthen the body, but technology can strengthen the country and the military, which has different meanings.

"Mr. An is too humble. In ancient times, people like you were a land god, a national teacher, and a great man that the emperor asked to meet."

Yang Guanglin smiled.

After the two talked for a few words and politely confronted each other, the topic turned to the golden coffin.

"Two years ago, after the video of the Golden Eagle Kingdom was circulated, I began to study these 'outsiders'."

Yang Guanglin rubbed his cold palms and looked at the golden coffin with a hint of sigh in his tone:

"The universe is vast and boundless, and the mysterious star is just dust. The exploration of aliens has never stopped. It's just that I really see it, and it's still a bit unbelievable..."

"What has Dr. Yang gained?"

An Qisheng's heart moved and asked.

"By studying the bodies of the dead outsiders, we found that their structure is very similar to ours, which is actually unreasonable. There are many accidents in the birth of human beings, and any minor changes will have a very different result. Even if there is a second mysterious star in the vast universe, it is not realistic to give birth to creatures constructed like us."

Yang Guanglin lifted the instrument box and walked towards the golden coffin:

"There are no more examples and it is impossible to explore the truth behind it. However, the reason why they can come to Xuanxing should be the operation of space. Whether this is the case or not, there will be no result for the time being..."

No scientific research project can produce results in a short period of time.

An Qisheng was not surprised either. He just watched a few people walk into the golden coffin and then warned him:

"Although this golden coffin is not dangerous, it is best not to touch the talismans on it, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Don't worry, Mr. An."

Geng Yingying put down the instrument box, rubbed her hands, and replied: "Captain Qinglong Basketball Team has already explained the matters of similar precautions, so we will not move around."

"That's the best."

An Qisheng ignored the three people who were spinning around the golden coffin, walked forward a few steps, and walked to the side of the prison bull who was commanding several subordinates to build tents.

As protectors, they naturally want to stay.

After all, just three scientific research doctors who don’t work hard can’t survive in this heavy storm and snow without anyone helping them.

"Mr. An, the fasting pill you want is in the plane. I will give it to you later?"

When the prison bull saw An Qisheng coming, he smiled and said:

"I will stay here these days, and I will ask you for advice."

"Of course there is no problem with the guidance, but I will leave for a few days and I will also ask you to notify Qinglong."
To be continued...